Luyện nghe bài hát Player Not The Game (F. Carl Thomas)

playin', Mo
I'm gon' talk these players
And we'll also about this game
Huh, game
It's somethin' everybody to know about
But the victim
Is it the
Or the one played
Or this game, uh

Early in the morning, he by her door
But she's not there, she don't care, someone else she adores
And it's a quarter after midnight, the girl's by her
But he won't call and the tears fall, so she all alone

We're in a world that's a of confusion
When the feeling is gone, we keep holding on
To love is just an illusion
Get to the back of the line, love call you in time

On a of love
go 'round and 'round in circles
Falling in love and feeling
But the player, not the game

See the parade of smiling
No masquerade can fade the
Too many tracks to the traces
But the player, not the game

not the game

I all my feelings in a dark deeper place
Never go there 'cause it's so true love shows its face
I stare out my window when I sleep at night
voices, many choices, but I know when it's right

We're in a world that's a of confusion
When the feeling is wrong, still we keep on
To love is just an illusion
Fall to the back of the line, love will you in time

On a kaleidoscope of
People go 'round and 'round in
in love and feeling pain
But it's the player, not the

See the parade of smiling
No can fade the shame
Too many to hide the traces
But it's the player, not the

it on the player
Foolish heart don't too fast
Not the
Blame it on the
Foolish don't fall too fast
Not the

it on the player
Foolish don't fall too fast
Not the
it on the player
Foolish heart don't fall, don't
Not the

On a kaleidoscope of
People go and 'round in circles
Falling in and feeling pain
But the player, not the game

See the parade of smiling
No masquerade can the shame
Too many to hide the traces
But the player, not the game

On a kaleidoscope of
go 'round and around
Feeling pain, yeah,
But the player, not the game

Yeah,
Don't you know we go 'round - We go around
Every day, all day, seven
But it's the player, not the

On a of love
People go 'round and 'round in
in love and feeling pain
But the player, not the game

See the parade of smiling