Music by Matthew Beilis
Lyrics by Ryan Bennett

This thing called life isn t justified.
For the opportunities seem to hide
And only those who have cheated and lied
Are ushered to the front and inside.

Is dog-eat-dog the way these days?
The pushers and shovers complete the maze
While the honest man is lost in the haze
Receiving no glory and no praise

Maybe the struggle is what makes you great
The breaks are there but you re always too late
What if s and If only s are the phrases you hate
but hopefully you ll be treated well by fate.

I ve realized that handouts are not for me
Hard work not luck is my path you see
But through it all I ll always be
The man who sees the glass half full instead of empty

Perhaps my pockets won t be filled with green
For in the river of wealth no hands are clean
Hands full of riches by any mean
Paths which to me seem to be far too obscene

When the time comes that I m old and gray
I ll want to look back on my life and say
I m damn proud I decided to play
The game of life the right way.