Where there's a will there's a way,
I know that's what they say.
But sometimes you win, but sometimes you lose,
it ain't always up to you.
So kill the clich�s,
stay drunk for days,
"Ace high" to play, you lose
may all your dreams pull through
Do unto those as you'd have
them unto you.
Is that just a quote in a book,
Stephen King or Herman Wouke?
So fix the big game.
Falsify names.
Transfer the blame for you
may all your dreams pull through.
Raze the windmills in your mind,
and leave your sanity behind.
'Cause once we compromise the quest,
we don't always do what's best.
So fumble the ball.
Get sick in the hall.
Get caught sparying walls "fuck you"
may all your dreams pull through.