Play The Part - Two Feet

An intermission of your fate

Close your eyes, god gives, or takes it away

You try and forget all your hate

Anger thrives, trapped in a steel crate

And you’re heading south

And talking too loud

The time isn’t now

You breathe in and out

I’m thinking of march

A crushing false start

No actress and you didn’t

Play the part

And it don’t gotta go

And it don’t gotta go

And it don’t gotta go