Of what you're doing here
It doesn't matter what you do
Not everything in life is handed on a plate
That the meek inherit earth
'Cause I'm the only one who
Will say these things to you
Everyone plays the hand they're dealt
So the drama never ends
When people think your words are true
It doesn't matter what you do
It doesn't matter what you do
When people think your words are true
Judging only by its worth
And learns to walk through life themselves
And learns to walk through life themselves
Everyone plays the hand they're dealt
And just try not to forget
So please don't take offense
Everyone plays the hand they're dealt
Not everything in life is handed on a plate
If they jumped off a bridge
This is just a point of view
And learns to walk through life themselves
I sold my soul to get here
Or wouldn't you try and claim
What a strange way to make friends
I sold my soul to get here
So you choose to force your hand
It hurts me that you're not ashamed
When people think your words are true
I sold my soul to get here
That it never made a sound
Wouldn't you meet them on the ground?
And you always change the rules
And you blindly go through life
Not everything in life is handed on a plate
How 'bout you?
How 'bout you?
