Like mice, like men our best laid plans
Never work out the way we intend
It’s not if it’s when fate’s ugly head
Smiles cruelly while your castles turn to sand

What if, this is all you get? (and you don’t get anything)
What if this is as good as it gets? (and it doesn’t get better than this)

Will your lay down and cry?
Will you curl up and die?
When the shit hits the fan will you run or take your stand?