Some you win, some you lose  Another broken promise, another excuse  Where lies the trust in those you know  When the wheel starts to spin    
You climb high, you fall hard    
One man's loss is another man's fortune  grab it while you can, opportunity's golden    
Rivalry comes, jealousy shows  Family remains that I know  I spit in the hand. roll the dice  Cross my fingers as I close my eyes    More from Bombshell Rocks