Dangerous Game

Echoes of Choices: A Life's Dilemma in 3 Doors Down's Dangerous Game
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Lyrics

You Stand before me now we stare eye to eye

You and I face each other, locking eyes.

Before another second clicks away one of us will die

Within the next moment, one of us will meet death.

You reach for your metal as I reach for mine

Both of us are reaching for our weapons.

The sound of bullets flyin' through the air, is followed by a cry

Bullets are fired, and a cry follows in the air.

And they're cryin'

Witnessing the consequences, people are crying.


What will we do? What will we say?

Contemplating what actions to take and what words to say.

When its the end of this game that we play

The impending end of the deadly game is approaching.

Will we crumble into the dust my friend?

Questioning whether we will collapse into oblivion.

Or will we start this game over again?

Considering the possibility of restarting the destructive cycle.


The young man lays alone but fastened to the ground

A young man lies alone, bound to the ground.

The sound of fleein' feet and a cryin' eye will be his last sound

The last sounds he hears are fleeing footsteps and cries.

What did we gain from all of this?

Reflecting on what was gained from the conflict.

Now was it worth a life?

Questioning if the loss of life was worthwhile.

We've thrown all our hopes away and set our dreams aside

Abandoning hopes and shelving dreams in the pursuit of conflict.

Now we're cryin'

In the aftermath, emotions overwhelm, and tears flow.


What will we do? What will we say?

Contemplating actions and words in the face of the aftermath.

When its the end of this game that we play

The imminent conclusion of the destructive game is upon us.

Will we crumble into the dust my friend?

Speculating whether we will disintegrate into nothingness.

Or will we start this game over again?

Weighing the possibility of starting the cycle anew.


It's coming back to me, it's coming back to me

Recollections of the past are returning.


What will we do? What will we say?

Reflecting on potential actions and words as the game concludes.

When its the end of this game that we play

Approaching the end of the destructive game.

Will we crumble into the dust my friend?

Considering the potential disintegration into dust.

Or will we start this game over again?

Contemplating the prospect of initiating the game once more.

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