Golden - Bombshell Rocks

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

The competition grows

You climb high, you fall hard

Be aware

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