Petrushka, Pt. 3 "The Moor's Room": Waltz. The Ballerina and the Moor

歌詞

Verse 1 She's a ballerina, disciplined so superb Blessed with swan-like grace and cursed with Houston curves The teachers hate her features, beat her down with words Saying there's somewhere else she should be dancing with a body like hers Shorty been led astray Considering what they say Chorus No matter what they try to tell you Know that you are not lost When they question your direction Know that you are not lost Don't you let nobody tell you your way (tell you the way) Don't you let nobody tell you your way (tell you the way) Verse 2 She's a ballerina, through and through Nothing can contest Though she's incredible, she don't get paid for it yet Student loans to keep the lights on she breaks her neck Thinking bout stripping but she don't want her teachers to be right She don't want regrets Shawty got bills to pay, but she don't wanna do it that way Chorus Bridge Most people only think about the destination Never giving any thought to the road We all want the same thing But we all not the same All we know is no one really knows, who's to say what's the wrong way to go Chorus