"This Is Not A Game" lyrics

Your days are numbered
According to Kemp
The scene is a bloodbath
A ten out of ten

I'm not a prophet
A savage or saint
No, I'm into real view
A dreamer I ain't

Your mama calls me crazy
Predictions fade to grey
She never thinks about tomorrow
Tomorrow soon turns to yesterday

You can call me dirty liar
While they set your house on fire
We'll go down in flames
This is not a game

You can shut the blinds and doors
You can scream until you're hoarse
I hear, what you're sayin'
This is not a game, this is not a game

Those eerie bastards
They're goin' on tour
They're highly contagious
They're highly obscure

I'm not your saviour
But just look around
The end of an era
We're running aground

My words may sound like fiction
Be ready for the fray
Still no one thinks about tomorrow
Tomorrow soon turns to yesterday

You can call me dirty liar
While they set your house on fire
We'll go down in flames
This is not a game

You can't hide behind your fingers no more
You can't hide behind your fingers no more
You can't hide behind your fingers no more
You can't hide, you can't hide

You can call me dirty liar
While they set your house on fire
We'll go down in flames
This is not a game

You can't hide behind your fingers no more