Funny

It's so easy to lose all the meaning of who you are

What is your definition of a true super star?

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 ones that chose you are the

Same ones that own you,

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,

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,

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 that love you

Same ones that shape you

are the same links that break you

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,

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,

no one to call

Funny how it all goes around

Keep on crying out,

don't let me hit the ground

Your soul is crying out,

don't let me hit the ground

You'll be 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,

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

then 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