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

playin', Mo
I'm gon' talk about these
And we'll also talk this game
Huh, game
It's somethin' everybody to know about
But the victim
Is it the
Or the one bein'
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 a quarter after midnight, the girl's by her phone
But he call and the tears fall, so she sleeps 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 will call you in

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

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

not the game

I keep all my feelings in a deeper place
Never go there 'cause it's so rare true love its face
I stare out my window when I can't sleep at
voices, many choices, but I know when it's right

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

On a of love
go 'round and around
Feeling pain, yeah,
But it's the player, not the

Yeah,
Don't you know that we go - We go around
Every day, all day, days
But the player, not the game

On a of love
go 'round and 'round in circles
Falling in love and pain
But it's the player, not the

See the of smiling faces