the loading screen

Fingers are locked, and the thumbs go numb.Lost in a maze where the shadows crawl,Staring too long at a pixelated wall.Another cheap death on a jagged spike,Nothing is real that I'd care to like.Just one more round till the morning light,Eating up coins in the endless night. Press start to bleed,Is this the life that I chose?Moving too fast,How the health meter goes. Press start to bleed,Is this the life that I chose?Moving too fast,How the health meter goes. And the screen goes black,Got to buy it back.Waiting for the loading bar to crawl,Staring at the reflection in the hall.We are just ghosts in a plastic shell,Trapped in a high-score kind of hell.Oh, let the level load again,Save me before the game ends. Dialogue skipped because talk is cheap,Promises made that I couldn't keep.Up on the ridge with a sniper's scope,Pulling the trigger on a fading hope.Armor is cracked and the server drops,Music swells up as the action stops.Back to the lobby with tired eyes,Swallowing pixels and lullabies.And the screen goes black,Got to buy it back.Waiting for the loading bar to crawl,Staring at the reflection in the hall.We are just ghosts in a plastic shell,Trapped in a high-score kind of hell.Oh, let the level load again,Save me before the game ends.No pause button for the things I missed,A name carved deep on a leader-list.Am I the player or being played?Lost in the code that we lightly made.Three... Two... One...Respawn now.Fade to blue.Just start over.