I am a no-game player in the who-you-know world. Oh, who am I to blame? I'm on the outside looking in, at your balancing act Of congratulations and mountains of grace. We are fragile and easy to break like concentration Read at a concert, while waiting your turn. You like it or you don't - It's still just a voice behind a microphone.
I want to make big decisions, Never wanna ask permission. I want all of your attention hang on every word I sing. I don't want to have the best voice, I just wanna make the most noise. Shake some hands and open some doors, Get some famous friends. No gameplay. I'm a no-game player in a who-you-know world. Who am I?