The more zeroes your eyes grow
if you're to find your own road
you need this and that to get sold
And you want to rise to the
You want to fly but you're low
So you're getting high with your name
That's it's a bad kind of game
Where the players come then they
A frown you wore to stay sound
A space to leave your known ground
You watched all the stars
Their precious stones and their fine cars
And you want to rise to the
You want to fly but you're low
So you're getting high with your
That's it's a bad kind of game
Where the players come then they
Does it matter if it's right or wrong
If it's all about that song?
You want to fly but you're low
So you're getting high with your name
You don't want to lie, but you know
That's it's a bad kind of game
Where the players come then they go