A Snowball�s Chance�

A line from a song
A line from a rhyme
Don�t chou think it�s about time�to
Take a stand
Don�t back away
To break down�watch us fall apart

Come back strong�we
Bear our arms�our minds will never waver
Never did they do us a favor
A shot in the dark
Is like trying to find a nickel in a river
Chances are unlikely, but blood runs thicker than�

Water is what we�re used to trusting
Spilling through our fingers like the thin air we�re sippin�
We may be trippin�
But our minds are clear�we�ve nothing to fear
In a time where you can�t trust the knife in your back
All you own is how you pack�
The punch�it hurts like hell�but you never fell

Spit the blood to mix with the dirt
Fear is everything�that couldn�t hurt
The plains are wide and full of dust
But you won�t even let us cuss
What�s wrong with the words I used to commute?
I�m never spending a full day in a suit

You try to warp us�but our lives are different
Ten years commitment to the next generation�you never saw us coming
Deal with who we are�we deal the cards by far
Christened in water-soaked blood, it still stains my features, sixteen years up the steeper�
Side of the mountain you call life�we call in Hell
Our rules of playing the game are dangerous compared to yours
Our lives are harsh; we�re exposed like a dried marsh
Out in the open, the wind howls by, sweeping us up in the way side
Switchblades and pistols�our daily routine
Satanistic, masochistic�play us a new track
CD changer number five�press play
The repetitive motion is no longer far away

Mama�s baby bird has flown the coop
Out to shoot some hoop off a back alley�
Shots fired not so far away
A nice price to pay
A bullet hole to the chest
One hour, nothing less

Our tears are nothing more
Small drips that drop to the floor
Like Alice�s rabbit hole�we try to even the score
New angles
Faded staples
We are on our own trying to fly

Never did you listen when we cried out
The community�s future�in a craze�you�ve discarded like a two of Spades
It�s never just a faze
Fizzle down to nothing�till the burnt mark remains
I coulda sworn you told me�
Where has the protection gone?
All you ever seem to do is frown upon�

We are only as evil as you make us
Then you try to break us
Caught in the middle�there�s no way to react
Laying it on the line�it�s all a fact
Our lives are on the same long track
There�s no looking back�to the day
Or when it will all fade away
A small price to pay
Living in this day
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