The Game
Joey Eppard Lyrics

Way down, way down
The hideout where the bodies of his bandmates are buried is deep beneath the ground

Underneath the garden
The location of the burial of his bandmates is under a green patch where he used to have plants for his own pleasure

Wrapped up in some plastic
The bodies of the deceased were carefully wrapped in material which could preserve them for a long time.

That's where you'll find the bones
The final resting place of his bandmates could be located in the same manner that he located them

Of Christopher John Whitner
Naming the first victim, assumedly the man culpable of making the artist desire the death of his bandmates.

He was the first slain by my hand
The singer expresses his sadness and regret that the bassist has already lost his life because of his senseless killings.

He was the bass player in my band
The first victim and newest resident under the surface was also a member of the vocalist's former crew.

But I'd had all I could stand
The artist had become sick of the bassist's personalities, forcing him to make desperate choices.

Well it started with the little things
The singer was already bothered by the misconducts of the bass player, leading the vocalist to consider killing the group member.

He'd make a mess, he'd break his strings
The band member was making things difficult for everyone, and consequently, he had to pay the ultimate price.

He'd book us gigs and then forget the days
The bassist was allegedly neglecting his obligations as a band member giving the singer a justifiable cause to feel angry.

On practice days he'd seldom show
The bass player was not serious about the group's success, which was a major issue for the artist.

And by the time he did it was time to go
The vocalists blamed the bassist solely for the band's unsuccessful streak.

And in the studio he finally sealed his fate
The bassist's presence was considered detrimental to the singing group's efforts, and the only solution was to eliminate him from the picture.

Well we played on through the summer's heat
The band pushed through the hot summer by enduring the grueling practices and daily routines.

But Josh could hardly keep the beat
The guitarist struggled to keep up with the required pace of the band, much to the disappointment of the artist.

It seemed as though he'd drifted into space
The guitarist appeared like he had lost touch with reality, which was frustrating for the vocalist.

Always upstairs drinking forty's
The guitarist was regularly seen drinking beer upstairs, which irritated the singer because he was trying to concentrate on the band's performance.

Or outside chasing shorties
The singer was annoyed that the guitarist was chasing after women rather than focusing on his responsibilities as a band member.

I finally had to put him in his place
The vocalist came to the realization that the only way to get rid of the issue was to eliminate the guitarist.

I put him way down, way down
The artist was forced to bury the guitarist deep under the ground.

Underneath my bedroom
The last buried band member rested deep below the singer's personal living quarters, where the vocalist would be able to keep an eye on him.

Yea, that's where you'll find the bones
Similar to the two previous victims, the singer's last bandmate, the drummer, could be located in the same way as the others.

Of little Joshy Eppard
He called out the name of the drummer, indicating that the artist wants the listener to remember the name of the third victim.

Not the first slain by my hand
Although he was not the first casualty, he was unlucky enough to undergo the same horror as his colleagues.

He was the drummer in my band
Compared to his deceased bandmates, the drummer had the most contact with the singer almost all the time.

But I'd had all I could stand
All of the drummer's misdeeds and mistakes can no longer be forgiven for the singer.

Well I guess that I've gone overboard
The artist acknowledges and accepts he has exceeded his limitations and has gone too far.

'Cause as I sit and strum these chords
The singer realized that the killings weren't worth the cost when he saw himself playing his guitar out of guilt and regret.

They sure could use a baseline and a beat
The murdered band members, including the bassist and the drummer, were both lacking in their presence in the band, and their instruments require replacements.

And now the mirror makes me halt
The singer came to a sudden halt, realizing he has turned into a mass murderer after looking into the mirror.

I realize its all my fault
The artist sent a message through his lyrics, acknowledging how he's the only one to blame for the predicaments he found himself in.

It's time to turn these murderous hands on me
After realizing the error of his ways, the singer turns on himself as he believes he is accountable for everything that happened to his former buddies.

All be the last slain by my hand
The vocalist deliberately became his own victim, assuring that he would be the last to suffer from his behavior.

I'm gonna reunite the band
The singer decides that he wants to bring his previous band back together one last time.

And we'll be in another land
After playing for his bandmates, the artist will depart to another place with his bandmates.