This could be a test of desire
so stay until the lights burn out.
Dreams are unoriginal, and movement’s traditional.
So keep moving because everyone’s watching
and scoring your every move.
The feeling it could pay out has severed away somehow.

Every time it works out, you'd like to cash out.
Tell me there is a reason to keep motion on our side.
I guess I could be wrong, but my feelings stand strong.

"If you play your numbers..."
Now you’ve got me thinking
about routine and dollar signs.
If we could only doubt
the biggest part of what could happen.
Sight but without depth perception.

"If you play your numbers..."
Now you’ve got me thinking
about routine and dollar signs.
If we could only doubt
the biggest part of what could happen.
Sight but without depth perception.

Hope that we are destined and not testing out our luck. Through all of the hands we hold, we’re losing in stamina.
So fade this scene, because
everyone’s watching a scripted lullaby.
Whatever your heart may feel
won’t amount to the sex appeal.

Every time it works out, you'd like to cash out.
Tell me there is a reason to keep motion on our side.
I guess I could be wrong, but my feelings stand strong.

"If you play your numbers..."
Now you’ve got me thinking
about routine and dollar signs.
If we could only doubt
the biggest part of what could happen.
Sight but without depth perception.

"If you play your numbers..."
Now you’ve got me thinking
about routine and dollar signs.
If we could only doubt
the biggest part of what could happen.
Sight but without depth perception.

We'll shimmer and grind our teeth
At the thought of our competition fading.
We'll speak in monologues.
I am waiting. I am waiting.

This could be a test of desire
so stay until the lights burn out.
Dreams are unoriginal, and movement’s traditional.
So keep moving because everyone’s watching
and scoring your every move.
The feeling it could pay out has severed away somehow.

"If you play your numbers..."
Now you’ve got me thinking
about routine and dollar signs.
If we could only doubt
the biggest part of what could happen.
Sight but without depth perception.

"If you play your numbers..."
Now you’ve got me thinking
about routine and dollar signs.
If we could only doubt
the biggest part of what could happen.
Sight but without depth perception.

Sight but without depth perception.(x2)

We'll shimmer and grind our teeth
At the thought of our competition fading.
We'll speak in monologues.
I am waiting. I am waiting.

I'm writing for playing on an empty hand.
Is trying worth nothing when chance defines an end?
Is ambition all we'll ever have?