Put the weight of the world;
that is chained to your ankle;
where it now belongs.

It is not if you are strong; it is not if you are wrong; it is not if you manage to play along.

The carousel keeps spinning;
not the fairest kind;
Though, does it need to be?

It is not if you are strong; it is not if you are wrong; it is not if you manage to play along.

The theatre of life continues its one-act—will you perform?
The theatre of life continues its piece— I only came for your song.

Freedom and a crown;
duties and vows;
a fate messy and blind.

It is not if you are strong; it is not if you are wrong; it is not if you manage to play along.

A single little home;
found by chance;
where you can sing tunes of your own.

It is not if you are strong; it is not if you are wrong; it is not if you manage to play along.

The theatre of life continues its one-act—will you perform?
The theatre of life continues its piece— I only came for your song.

The theatre of life continues its one-act—will you perform?
The theatre of life continues its piece— I only came for your song.

It was never about if you are strong;
it was never about if you are wrong.

Choose your own lines; choose your own dress; choose your own way to act in this mess.

The theatre of life continues its performance—and you are the acting star.