All his life he has been catching a bird
Aiming high but he was always just hurt
Being sure that one day he'll get a/ the card
Working restless all the days, working hard
Take your card and play your part
Try to stand the chance
If you risk and pray your god
You will get your fans
Don't just wait for perfect card
Move and start the game
Till you wait for real bub
They'll forget your name
All the treasure and success he will get
Making envy all the people he has(he's) met
Waiting for a chance to pull trumping ace
With a triumph he will look at their face
Up the ante, run the risk
Gamble all you have
Go for broke and squeeze your fists
Double what is left
Life is short, so play it right
Move and start the chase
It's a gift you are alive
What's your real ace
Years made his hair silver and gray
Doesn't matter to him what people say
He has put his everything on the line
He has won and on the cloud number nine
Only strangers are around, stand and stare
With a happiness he has no one to share
He has won. but what he's gained? it's a doubt
Oldy man to laugh about his final found (oldy man to laugh about what he has found)
Trump Card Video (MV)
Performed By: AFAKE
Language: English
Length: 2:45
Written by: Зиборова Дарья Николаевна, Щусь Алексей Николаевич, Мамонтова Анна Михайловна
AFAKE - Trump Card Lyrics
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All his life he has been catching a bird
Aiming high but he was always just hurt
Being sure that one day he'll get a/ the card
Working restless all the days, working hard
Take your card and play your part
Try to stand the chance
If you risk and pray your god
You will get your fans
Don't just wait for perfect card
Move and start the game
Till you wait for real bub
They'll forget your name
All the treasure and success he will get
Making envy all the people he has(he's) met
Waiting for a chance to pull trumping ace
With a triumph he will look at their face
Up the ante, run the risk
Gamble all you have
Go for broke and squeeze your fists
Double what is left
Life is short, so play it right
Move and start the chase
It's a gift you are alive
What's your real ace
Years made his hair silver and gray
Doesn't matter to him what people say
He has put his everything on the line
He has won and on the cloud number nine
Only strangers are around, stand and stare
With a happiness he has no one to share
He has won. but what he's gained? it's a doubt
Oldy man to laugh about his final found (oldy man to laugh about what he has found)
Aiming high but he was always just hurt
Being sure that one day he'll get a/ the card
Working restless all the days, working hard
Take your card and play your part
Try to stand the chance
If you risk and pray your god
You will get your fans
Don't just wait for perfect card
Move and start the game
Till you wait for real bub
They'll forget your name
All the treasure and success he will get
Making envy all the people he has(he's) met
Waiting for a chance to pull trumping ace
With a triumph he will look at their face
Up the ante, run the risk
Gamble all you have
Go for broke and squeeze your fists
Double what is left
Life is short, so play it right
Move and start the chase
It's a gift you are alive
What's your real ace
Years made his hair silver and gray
Doesn't matter to him what people say
He has put his everything on the line
He has won and on the cloud number nine
Only strangers are around, stand and stare
With a happiness he has no one to share
He has won. but what he's gained? it's a doubt
Oldy man to laugh about his final found (oldy man to laugh about what he has found)
Writer: Зиборова Дарья Николаевна, Щусь Алексей Николаевич, Мамонтова Анна Михайловна
Copyright: Lyrics © Iricom US Ltd
Copyright: Lyrics © Iricom US Ltd