This life that I view in my mirror
Not knowing whether it’s worth continuing
Like a kid at an arcade with his game at game over
With few seconds to choose whether the game is worth that last quarter
Seconds past on my last chance time is wasting away
My life on the line, time has never been on my side
Seconds tick, while my pain tocks, hitting me deeply
My neck shifts while looking both ways before I cross this narrow street
But then all of a sudden my mid flashes to one faithful day
Needless I take the stand in this court case
When justly somebody paid my penalty
Now before a jury comes out with their verdict
Before my time runs out and my game is truly
over
An infinite amount of quarters, new evidence found
All to me because of my Father is caring
And my Brother is saving
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