歌詞

The dice are rolling, the script’s already torn

We laugh at the silence before the storm

The judge is blind, yet he counts the coins

The dice are loaded, but still we play

The sun shines on the guilty and the saint

Daylight never asks who deserves the light

We sing along to the sound of broken rules

We crown the winner, though we never choose

Fairness wears a mask, but we all clap anyway

Justice is a rumor, dressed up in gold chains

Truth doesn’t hide, it just speaks in riddles

Unfair is fair—when it never explains

The clock moves forward on broken wheels

Winners stand on accidents, not plans

The rain falls soft on both the thief and priest

Nature doesn’t choose—it simply repeats

We dance on cracks, pretending streets are straight

We drink the poison, call it a sweet escape

Fairness wears a mask, but we all clap anyway

Justice is a rumor, dressed up in gold chains

Truth doesn’t hide, it just speaks in riddles

Unfair is fair—when it never explains

The rules are written after the game begins

The crown belongs to whoever claims the chair

And still—we dance

Like the floor could disappear

Fairness wears a mask, but we all clap anyway

Justice is a rumor, dressed up in gold chains

Truth doesn’t hide, it just speaks in riddles

Unfair is fair—when it never explains

(Unfair is fair… unfair is fair…)