Organised Entropy
Bring it on – Arnav Sud
As you stand in the middle of nowhere, my son
Surrounded by hundreds with nowhere to run
When in the game of Kings you feel like a pawn
Just smile, be proud and say “Bring it on…“
When your steps feel heavy to take on the world
When your destiny is mute, never utters a word
You feel your life bloodied, shattered and torn
Just smile, soldier, and say “Bring it on…“
When you know you’re right and no one believes you
Never, my son let your virtue deceive you
You know you’ll lose everything before the next dawn
Just smile, traveller, and say “Bring it on…“
When life, you think, is a bit too unfair
When you’re never but always ‘almost there’
Never ever give up the urge to move on…
Just smile, keep trying and say “Bring it on…“
When your dreams are shattered before your eyes
And your plan of action all logic defies
When the climb to zenith is mightily forlorn
Just smile, keep moving and say “Bring it on…“
When you know it’s finally time for you to go
It’s the inevitable and it has happened before
You know you’ll be hated even after you’re gone
Just smile my boy and say “Bring it on…“
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