Come in, you're running, you're fighting,
    You're bleeding, you're playing like a crack,
    But you stay in the tracks

    Living you're hating, you're trying,
    You're loving, you're fighting to the core
    And you're breaking all the doors

    Come on, you're rising, you're trying,
    You're growing, you die
    Born to die
    Come in this game with the hardcore
    The most hostile
    Born to die

    Come on & play, come on & play
    You have no choice because if you lose
    You will pay
    I want to try, I want to try
    I make a higher bid if I lose I die

    I kick the ball right through the stars
    I get the points to hide my scars
    I want to destroy all this place
    But multiball fall down on my face

    After all I'm still alive
    And I continue the strife
    Here comes the end level monster
    I want to win & kill this motherfucker

    I'm the game society dog
    Guardian of the keys of all doors
    Laws in my mind fascist god
    I want to kill you motherfucker

    Burning you fire takatapaw fire
    Burning you motherfucker fire
    Takatapaw

    Rebel people is rebel people is
    Rebel people is born to die !
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