The bet's been made,
the die's been cast.
Now your afraid,
your luck won't last.

You have a feeling,
like somethings wrong.
Then your minds revealing,
something you've heard in a song.

Then the words fit togeather,
an you know that they are right.
How can you have freedom?
If you make you prison tight.

You say you want to live your life,
but you run from it instead.
An you won't see what you missed,
untill your eye's are cold an dead.

So why bet, an waste your profit?
Then borrow for what you need.
But you have to relize you do it,
before you can take Heed.

So dont play other's game's,
and dont play your own.
For if you do it to often.
youll find youll all alone.