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Mama said, "Son, your pride won’t last,"
I was too stubborn, too tied to my past.
I burned my bridges, watched the smoke rise,
Played a stupid game, got a stupid prize.
I spent my pay on fleeting thrills,
Ignored the rent, ignored the bills.
A man who trades his dreams for lies,
Finds his own world crumbling inside.

Play stupid games, win stupid prizes,
Poor decisions, get poor surprises.
If you're digging a hole, lay down the shovel,
Stop chasing trouble, stop chasing trouble.

I burned bridges just to watch 'em glow,
Then cried when I had nowhere to go.
Chased the wind, caught a fistful of lies,
Played a stupid game, got a stupid prize.

Play stupid games, win stupid prizes,
Poor decisions, get poor surprises.
If you're digging a hole, lay down the shovel,
Stop chasing trouble, stop chasing trouble.
-Break-
No more stupid games, no more stupid prizes.
So now I kneel, hands folded tight,
Asking Jesus to guide my life.
But every day’s a chance to choose,
To break the chain or tie the noose.

Play stupid games, win stupid prizes,
Poor decisions, get poor surprises.
If you're digging a hole, lay down the shovel,
Stop chasing trouble, stop chasing trouble.