When you feel like the Universe is out of tune
When you feel so different in your own shoes
When your lips just move but you can't hear the prayer
If the rules haven't changed it might be the
Player
You catch yourself wondering if it
Might be the price to pay for all those
Years you spent without a problem in your life
Some kind of curse to even out
The odds
Is it how it ends ?
No more turning back now
Try to do my dance
But I don't feel the same lately
Is it how it ends ?
No more turning back now
Try to do my dance, dance
Try to do my dance but
Oooh Oooh !
I ain't got no right
To have everything they only can dream of
See this type of shit is exactly what they kill for