Lyrics Funny - Tori Kelly

Funny

It’s so easy to lose all of
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 your glory?
what’s the purpose?
what’s the gain?
Everything you ever wanted
got tied up in chains
Be careful how you play the game
'Cause the same things that chose you
Are the same thing that owns you
The same thing that builds you
are 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
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 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 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’ll keep on crying out, Lord
don’t let me hit the ground
Your soul is crying out
don’t let me hit the groun
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
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
Around, yeaah
OooooOooo
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