This could be a test of desire, so stay 'til the lights burn out   Dreams are unoriginal, and movement's traditional   So keep moving, everyone’s watching and scoring your every move   The feeling it could pay out has severed away somehow      And every time it works out, you'd like to cash out   Tell me there is a reason to keep motion on our side   I guess I could be wrong, but my feelings stand strong   "If you play your numbers..."    Now you’ve got me thinking about routine and dollar signs   If we could only doubt the biggest part of what could happen   Sight but without depth perception   "If you play your numbers..."    Now you’ve got me thinking about routine and dollar signs   Too bad we're all about the biggest part of what could happen   Sight but without depth perception      Hope that we are destined and not testing out our luck   Through all of the hands we hold, we’re losing in stamina   So fade this scene, everyone’s watching a scripted lullaby   Whatever your heart may feel won’t amount to the sex appeal      And every time it works out, you'd like to cash out   Tell me there is a reason to keep motion on our side   I guess I could be wrong, but my feelings stand strong   "If you play your numbers..."    Now you’ve got me thinking about routine and dollar signs   If we could only doubt the biggest part of what could happen   Sight but without depth perception   "If you play your numbers..."    Now you’ve got me thinking about routine and dollar signs   Too bad we're all about the biggest part of what could happen   Sight but without depth perception      We'll shimmer and grind our teeth    At the thought of our competition fading   We'll speak in monologues   Well I am waiting, I am waiting      This could be a test of desire, so stay 'til the lights burn out   Dreams are unoriginal, and movement traditional   So keep moving, everyone’s watching and scoring your every move   The feeling it could pay out has severed away somehow      "If you play your numbers..."    Now you’ve got me thinking about routine and dollar signs   If we could only doubt the biggest part of what could happen   Sight but without depth perception   "If you play your numbers..."    Now you’ve got me thinking about routine and dollar signs   Too bad we're all about the biggest part of what could happen   Sight but without depth perception      Sight but without depth perception   Sight but without depth perception   We'll shimmer and grind our teeth    At the thought of our competition fading   We'll speak in monologues   Well I am waiting, I am waiting      I'm writing for playing on an empty hand   Is trying worth nothing when chance defines an end?    I'm writing for playing    Is ambition all we'll ever have?