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  • Fools runWhere an angel fears to follow
    We've come to a place no fool would go
    Sparks fly
    And the truth rings harsh and hollow
    It's the same old song
    We've sung so long
    It's the only dance we know
    Hard times
    When the threads of love unravel
    The arms stretch
    But the hands don't ever meet
    True love is a rocky road to travel
    You better get out of the kitchen
    If you cannot stand the heat
    Bad blood - hostile words get spoke in anger
    Caught up in a game where no one wins
    Our heads tend to disregard the dangers
    While our hearts hang in the balance
    And the wheel of fortune spins
    Why must every heart
    I trust desert me
    Why must it always end the same
    Fate deals the last one down and dirty
    It's the hands you keep
    That make you weep
    But that's
    The Nature of the
    GameCold eyes stare at you across the table
    The stakes rise
    With each moment you delay
    Hang tough
    If you still believe you're able
    Or else play your hand
    The best you can
    And get yourself away
    Why does every heart
    I trust desert me
    Why must it always end the same
    Fate deals the last one down and dirty
    It's the hands you fold
    That make you old
    That's The
    Nature of the
    GameIt's the hands you fold
    That make you old
    But that's
    The Nature of the
    GameIt's the hands you fold
    That make you old
    That's The
    Nature of the
    Game
  • Fools runWhere an angel fears to follow
    We've come to a place no fool would go
    Sparks fly
    And the truth rings harsh and hollow
    It's the same old song
    We've sung so long
    It's the only dance we know
    Hard times
    When the threads of love unravel
    The arms stretch
    But the hands don't ever meet
    True love is a rocky road to travel
    You better get out of the kitchen
    If you cannot stand the heat
    Bad blood - hostile words get spoke in anger
    Caught up in a game where no one wins
    Our heads tend to disregard the dangers
    While our hearts hang in the balance
    And the wheel of fortune spins
    Why must every heart
    I trust desert me
    Why must it always end the same
    Fate deals the last one down and dirty
    It's the hands you keep
    That make you weep
    But that's
    The Nature of the
    GameCold eyes stare at you across the table
    The stakes rise
    With each moment you delay
    Hang tough
    If you still believe you're able
    Or else play your hand
    The best you can
    And get yourself away
    Why does every heart
    I trust desert me
    Why must it always end the same
    Fate deals the last one down and dirty
    It's the hands you fold
    That make you old
    That's The
    Nature of the
    GameIt's the hands you fold
    That make you old
    But that's
    The Nature of the
    GameIt's the hands you fold
    That make you old
    That's The
    Nature of the
    Game