Some you win, some you losenAnother broken promise, another excusenWhere lies the trust in those you knownWhen the wheel starts to spinnThe competition growsnnYou climb high, you fall hardnBe awarennOne man's loss is another man's fortunengrab it while you can, opportunity's goldennnRivalry comes, jealousy showsnFamily remains that I knownI spit in the hand. roll the dicenCross my fingers as I close my eyes