the game

Practice. You might think it sounds easy at first glance but the
Fact is, no one got to the point where I am without
Practicing for the contest that I'm 'bout to participate in
Anticipating that the trophy would be mine, no doubt, without questions
I just practiced, now it's perfect
Play without flaws, what else did I expect
Now I'm ready, ready to go out
Ready to head up the stage, have no doubt
Gonna beat the best, dethrone the king
Gonna send 'em all to Beijing
I'm not bluffing, when I say that first place ain't out of the question

Practice. there's two sides to every story
I know that it's a fact cuz I know matter of fact
All the worries and the delusions of trophies
You said it already, didn't you
You said you're ready, let's go dude
One on one, ding ding, for round two
Every note ever played, every word that you say
At the end of the day, it's all hearsay
How, you ask
I know the perfection you've been daydreaming last night
Reigning as the queen's gambit that finally brings it
After all the blood, the sweat, the tears, the laughs, the highs, the lows

But wait, to wake up and play everyday, (did you put that into practice?)
The joy to play without a mistake (did you put that into practice?)
Should i force myself to play this stupid game of life or hop off the level and

(No one got to the point where I am without)
(You said the trophy would be mine, no doubt, without questions didn't you)
Practice, there's two sides to every story. I know the
Fact is, no one got to the point where I am without
Worries and delusions of trophies, you said it already didn't you
You said the trophy would be mine, no doubt, without questions didn't you

Oh what should I do, my hands are shaking
My nerves, they're getting to me
Oh what should I do, I look like a fool
Just trembling and thinking that I want to leave
Oh what should I do, my hands are shaking
My nerves, they're getting to me
Oh what should I do, I look like a fool
Just trembling and thinking that I want to leave
Oh what should I do, my hands are shaking
My nerves, they're getting to me
Oh what should I do, I look like a fool
Just trembling and thinking that I want to leave
Oh what should I do, my hands are shaking
My nerves, they're getting to me
Oh what should I do, I look like a fool
Just trembling and thinking that I want to leave

Oh what should I do, my hands are shaking
My nerves, they're getting to me
Oh what should I do, I look like a fool
Just trembling and thinking that I want to leave
But I can't, I just can't (can't, can't, can't)
I worked too hard on this
So I'm not gonna give, I'm not gonna fall
Cause all I can really do right now is just

(Practice, Practice, Practice, Practice)