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 game?

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

The same ones that praise you are the same ones that hate you

Funny how it all goes around.

[Chorus]

If you lose your soul, you 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 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 would 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

The same words that break you are the same words that shape you

The same rules that bind you are the same rules that guide you

Funny how it all goes around.

[Chorus]

If you lose your soul, you 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 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.

[Chorus]

If you lose your soul, then you 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 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...

Ooh, yeah...

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.