Letra de «Funny (Live)»
It's so easy to lose all the meaning of who you are
What is your definition of a true superstar?
Is it beauty? Is it money? Is it power? Is it fame?
Are you in it for the glory? What's the purpose? What's the gain?
Everything you ever wanted got you tied up in chains Be careful how you play the game
'Cause the same things that chose you Are the same things that own you The same thing that built you Is the same thing that kills you Same ones that praise you Are the same ones that hate you Funny how it all goes around
If you lose your soul, you'll lose it all If you're at the top then brace for the fall Surrounded by faces but no one to call Funny how it all goes around
If you lose your soul, you'll lose it all If you're at the top then brace for the fall Surrounded by faces but no one to call Funny how it all goes around
If you look through a microscope at this messed-up world You will see every scratch, every flaw, every ounce of dirt Your so called friends you're leaning on but all they do is take You say it's fine but deep inside you wish you could escape
Everything you ever wanted got you tied up in chains Be careful how you play the game
'Cause the same ones that shun you Are the same ones the love you The same words that break you Are the same words that shape you The same rules that blind you Are the same rules that guide you Funny how it all goes around
If you lose your soul, you'll lose it all If you're at the top then brace for the fall Surrounded by faces but no one to call Funny how it all goes around
If you lose your soul, you'll lose it all If you're at the top then brace for the fall Surrounded by faces but no one to call Funny how it all goes around
You keep on crying out Don't let me hit the ground Your soul is crying out Don't let me hit the ground You keep crying out Lord, don't let me hit the ground Your soul is crying out Don't let me hit the ground
If you lose your soul then you'll lose it all If you're at the top then brace for the fall Surrounded by faces, no one to call Funny how it all goes around
If you lose your soul then you'll lose it all Surrounded by faces, but no one to call If you're at the top, brace for the fall Funny how, funny how it all goes around, yeah, oh
Don't let me hit the ground You keep on crying out Don't let me hit the ground Funny how it all goes around
Everything you ever wanted got you tied up in chains Be careful how you play the game
'Cause the same things that chose you Are the same things that own you The same thing that built you Is the same thing that kills you Same ones that praise you Are the same ones that hate you Funny how it all goes around
If you lose your soul, you'll lose it all If you're at the top then brace for the fall Surrounded by faces but no one to call Funny how it all goes around
If you lose your soul, you'll lose it all If you're at the top then brace for the fall Surrounded by faces but no one to call Funny how it all goes around
If you look through a microscope at this messed-up world You will see every scratch, every flaw, every ounce of dirt Your so called friends you're leaning on but all they do is take You say it's fine but deep inside you wish you could escape
Everything you ever wanted got you tied up in chains Be careful how you play the game
'Cause the same ones that shun you Are the same ones the love you The same words that break you Are the same words that shape you The same rules that blind you Are the same rules that guide you Funny how it all goes around
If you lose your soul, you'll lose it all If you're at the top then brace for the fall Surrounded by faces but no one to call Funny how it all goes around
If you lose your soul, you'll lose it all If you're at the top then brace for the fall Surrounded by faces but no one to call Funny how it all goes around
You keep on crying out Don't let me hit the ground Your soul is crying out Don't let me hit the ground You keep crying out Lord, don't let me hit the ground Your soul is crying out Don't let me hit the ground
If you lose your soul then you'll lose it all If you're at the top then brace for the fall Surrounded by faces, no one to call Funny how it all goes around
If you lose your soul then you'll lose it all Surrounded by faces, but no one to call If you're at the top, brace for the fall Funny how, funny how it all goes around, yeah, oh
Don't let me hit the ground You keep on crying out Don't let me hit the ground Funny how it all goes around
