| Song | Endgame |
| Artist | Spit Syndicate |
| Album | Exile |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Verse 1 – Jimmy | |
| As I walk down a street I've never been down before I notice, | |
| Nobody outside their homes, No lights, No guide for the hopeless, | |
| Hope that my joint stay lit, I savour it to keep me focused, | |
| Let it take me over, Can't stomach this world sober, | |
| I float in a lake of liquor, perpetual hang over, | |
| None are spared, not the heir, the king, queen or the joker, | |
| Homeless ones to the brokers, Nobles to private dancers, | |
| They look in the sky for answers and realise it's game over, | |
| Like where did all of the water go, Why are we in the deep end? | |
| When's the last time you saw the sun, How did we not foresee it? | |
| I pour out a bottle of black tears for all that was scenic, see it crack through the cement, | |
| We done seen it before, still we live with our eyes closed, | |
| Only living to die, I ain't trying to be late and say where did time go, | |
| (This), Stand tall with open arms, (is), that's how I greet the end (the), | |
| Just like I greet a friend (end), Until we meet again, | |
| Hook | |
| And now we're walking down this road that is littered with burnt feathers, | |
| I can't help but wonder where does it lead? | |
| And the promise of buried treasure that's held this world together is lost, | |
| It's nowhere to be seen, | |
| They say tomorrow never comes, but you better be ready when it does, | |
| Stars falling out the sky, like they sent from above, | |
| Stand under the sun, Dance in the red rain, | |
| It's already begun, Welcome to endgame. | |
| Verse Two – NL | |
| Sometimes I zone out, and let my mind just drift | |
| And I wonder, what will I leave when my time is finished, | |
| When everything that glitters and shines has faded into oblivion, | |
| Yeah I envision the end, | |
| With the rivers rising, the fire's been lit, | |
| And now the Richter is climbing, tell me man can you picture it? | |
| You ever think of your horizon slipping? | |
| We keep our heads in the sand, but the tide is imminent, | |
| And now, the light fixtures are flickering, kill the stillness of the night, | |
| Everything in bloom, withers in the light, Like it's winter | |
| No elixir could fix the sickness inflicted on this sky, | |
| No more visitors, the wickedness is rife, | |
| So line the pockets of all making a killing | |
| Dealing everything we need to stay high on indifference. | |
| Stand under the sun, dance in the red rain, | |
| Party til day breaks, welcome to endgame. | |
| Bridge | |
| No breath in the lungs, No spark in the eyes | |
| No lead in the guns, No stars in the sky, | |
| It's already begun, no word of a lie, | |
| Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, | |
| Look at how far we've come, but the path is lined, | |
| With lead from the guns, with scars on the sky, | |
| Bullet holes in the sun, wild rivers run dry, | |
| Nothing left to be done, it all ends tonight. |
| Verse 1 Jimmy | |
| As I walk down a street I' ve never been down before I notice, | |
| Nobody outside their homes, No lights, No guide for the hopeless, | |
| Hope that my joint stay lit, I savour it to keep me focused, | |
| Let it take me over, Can' t stomach this world sober, | |
| I float in a lake of liquor, perpetual hang over, | |
| None are spared, not the heir, the king, queen or the joker, | |
| Homeless ones to the brokers, Nobles to private dancers, | |
| They look in the sky for answers and realise it' s game over, | |
| Like where did all of the water go, Why are we in the deep end? | |
| When' s the last time you saw the sun, How did we not foresee it? | |
| I pour out a bottle of black tears for all that was scenic, see it crack through the cement, | |
| We done seen it before, still we live with our eyes closed, | |
| Only living to die, I ain' t trying to be late and say where did time go, | |
| This, Stand tall with open arms, is, that' s how I greet the end the, | |
| Just like I greet a friend end, Until we meet again, | |
| Hook | |
| And now we' re walking down this road that is littered with burnt feathers, | |
| I can' t help but wonder where does it lead? | |
| And the promise of buried treasure that' s held this world together is lost, | |
| It' s nowhere to be seen, | |
| They say tomorrow never comes, but you better be ready when it does, | |
| Stars falling out the sky, like they sent from above, | |
| Stand under the sun, Dance in the red rain, | |
| It' s already begun, Welcome to endgame. | |
| Verse Two NL | |
| Sometimes I zone out, and let my mind just drift | |
| And I wonder, what will I leave when my time is finished, | |
| When everything that glitters and shines has faded into oblivion, | |
| Yeah I envision the end, | |
| With the rivers rising, the fire' s been lit, | |
| And now the Richter is climbing, tell me man can you picture it? | |
| You ever think of your horizon slipping? | |
| We keep our heads in the sand, but the tide is imminent, | |
| And now, the light fixtures are flickering, kill the stillness of the night, | |
| Everything in bloom, withers in the light, Like it' s winter | |
| No elixir could fix the sickness inflicted on this sky, | |
| No more visitors, the wickedness is rife, | |
| So line the pockets of all making a killing | |
| Dealing everything we need to stay high on indifference. | |
| Stand under the sun, dance in the red rain, | |
| Party til day breaks, welcome to endgame. | |
| Bridge | |
| No breath in the lungs, No spark in the eyes | |
| No lead in the guns, No stars in the sky, | |
| It' s already begun, no word of a lie, | |
| Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, | |
| Look at how far we' ve come, but the path is lined, | |
| With lead from the guns, with scars on the sky, | |
| Bullet holes in the sun, wild rivers run dry, | |
| Nothing left to be done, it all ends tonight. |
| Verse 1 Jimmy | |
| As I walk down a street I' ve never been down before I notice, | |
| Nobody outside their homes, No lights, No guide for the hopeless, | |
| Hope that my joint stay lit, I savour it to keep me focused, | |
| Let it take me over, Can' t stomach this world sober, | |
| I float in a lake of liquor, perpetual hang over, | |
| None are spared, not the heir, the king, queen or the joker, | |
| Homeless ones to the brokers, Nobles to private dancers, | |
| They look in the sky for answers and realise it' s game over, | |
| Like where did all of the water go, Why are we in the deep end? | |
| When' s the last time you saw the sun, How did we not foresee it? | |
| I pour out a bottle of black tears for all that was scenic, see it crack through the cement, | |
| We done seen it before, still we live with our eyes closed, | |
| Only living to die, I ain' t trying to be late and say where did time go, | |
| This, Stand tall with open arms, is, that' s how I greet the end the, | |
| Just like I greet a friend end, Until we meet again, | |
| Hook | |
| And now we' re walking down this road that is littered with burnt feathers, | |
| I can' t help but wonder where does it lead? | |
| And the promise of buried treasure that' s held this world together is lost, | |
| It' s nowhere to be seen, | |
| They say tomorrow never comes, but you better be ready when it does, | |
| Stars falling out the sky, like they sent from above, | |
| Stand under the sun, Dance in the red rain, | |
| It' s already begun, Welcome to endgame. | |
| Verse Two NL | |
| Sometimes I zone out, and let my mind just drift | |
| And I wonder, what will I leave when my time is finished, | |
| When everything that glitters and shines has faded into oblivion, | |
| Yeah I envision the end, | |
| With the rivers rising, the fire' s been lit, | |
| And now the Richter is climbing, tell me man can you picture it? | |
| You ever think of your horizon slipping? | |
| We keep our heads in the sand, but the tide is imminent, | |
| And now, the light fixtures are flickering, kill the stillness of the night, | |
| Everything in bloom, withers in the light, Like it' s winter | |
| No elixir could fix the sickness inflicted on this sky, | |
| No more visitors, the wickedness is rife, | |
| So line the pockets of all making a killing | |
| Dealing everything we need to stay high on indifference. | |
| Stand under the sun, dance in the red rain, | |
| Party til day breaks, welcome to endgame. | |
| Bridge | |
| No breath in the lungs, No spark in the eyes | |
| No lead in the guns, No stars in the sky, | |
| It' s already begun, no word of a lie, | |
| Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, | |
| Look at how far we' ve come, but the path is lined, | |
| With lead from the guns, with scars on the sky, | |
| Bullet holes in the sun, wild rivers run dry, | |
| Nothing left to be done, it all ends tonight. |