Tori Kelly - Funny Lyrics

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 gain?
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

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 blind you are the same rules that guide you
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 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

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