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Game of Dreams 1 by Pratham

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Game of Dreams 1

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[Verse 1]
Cleats hit the dirt, the sun’s still climbing slow,
Grass stains like badges from the battles we know.
The whistle snaps sharp—heart’s pumpin’ in replay,
Every run, every pass, we’re carving our own way.
Boots crease the lines, sweat mixes with the dust,
Chasing down dreams, in the mud we trust.
Stadium’s that heartbeat, crowd's roaring wild,
We’re more than just players, we’re the game’s own child.
[Chorus]
On this field where the struggle meets the shine,
We break through the chaos, one shot at a time.
It’s not just a game, it’s fire and pride,
With every strike forward, we ride the tide.
Football’s our language, the world’s our stage,
Here’s to the hustle, the fight, and the rage.
Shout out loud, let the whole world see—
Pratham Vasani, the name riding free.
[Verse 2]
Night games, floodlights painting shadows long,
Feet dance with fate, every move a new song.
Broken ankles, bruised ribs, don’t slow the chase,
Every fall’s a lesson, every sprint’s a grace.
From back alleys shadows, to the biggest league scenes,
We’re building legends from sweat and broken dreams.
Sidewalks echo the rhythm of our fight,
Kickoffs to last calls, heartbeats in the night.
[Chorus]
On this field where the struggle meets the shine,
We break through the chaos, one shot at a time.
It’s not just a game, it’s fire and pride,
With every strike forward, we ride the tide.
Football’s our language, the world’s our stage,
Here’s to the hustle, the fight, and the rage.
Shout out loud, let the whole world see—
Pratham Vasani, the name riding free.
[Bridge]
Sweat drips like verses written in the heat,
Every tackle a chapter, every pass a beat.
Through rain’s sharp sting and sun’s harsh glare,
We own these moments, raw and rare.
Lines blur between pain and the roar of the crowd,
Together we rise, fierce and proud.
More than a game, it’s our story to tell,
Fuelled by the moments where legends fell.
[Chorus]
On this field where the struggle meets the shine,
We break through the chaos, one shot at a time.
It’s not just a game, it’s fire and pride,
With every strike forward, we ride the tide.
Football’s our language, the world’s our stage,
Here’s to the hustle, the fight, and the rage.
Shout out loud, let the whole world see—
Pratham Vasani, the name riding free.
[Outro]
So here’s to the push, the punch, the grind,
In every corner, that name you’ll find.
Pratham Vasani—carving his own way,
Living the game, every day, come what may.
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