Play The Game

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    First new friend at seventeen
    Yeah, he showed me what a friend could mean
    And he gave me friends that I still keep
    Messed girls up, and now we don't speak

    Cousin gone at twenty-one
    On a motorcycle ride gone wrong
    And although I'll steal him for a song
    I can't shape up and call his mom

    I wish that I could make it clear
    That the good exists despite the fear
    And that life is just some tilted bet
    On love and hope against regret

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    I'm singing at a wedding soon
    And I'm hoping for a night in June
    That I, I can make myself believe
    Things just wrap up happily

    I swear to God, I almost feel it
    That something's gotta go my way
    I'm worried that I'll never see it
    That nothing's ever gonna change
    I swear to God, I still believe it
    Even though I'm still afraid
    They tell me winning's on the table
    But only if I play the game

    The weight of things at twenty-three
    We were choosing who we wanted to be
    But we didn't think the world would test
    Our sense of self with so much death

    I met some guys and made my bet
    And that, the inning isn't over yet
    And though brothers were what we became
    I know some brothers live estranged

    I swear to God, I almost feel it
    That something's gotta go my way
    I'm worried that I'll never see it
    That nothing's ever gonna change
    I swear to God, I still believe it
    Even though I'm still afraid
    They tell me winning's on the table
    But only if I play the game

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