The Final Dis Testo

Trying to cope with this making the losing miss trying to make a fist trying to deal with the final dis He is better off alone without his fortune and his throne from which without a warning he was thrown it was a game it was a blast the world was coming at him fast he swung for the bleaches and it was smashed Stannding on a common ground life had tossed them both around wiht the bond of being beaten they were bound the world is tangled in her hair the truth is scrambled in the air she tells him her conclusion life ain't fair and he won't know if he can until he does and he can't see the ending and he cannot base the future on what was 'cause there's no use in pretending trying to deal with the final dis