"Taking Chances" by Emmerentia van Zyl

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Taking Chances

Put your dreams in your back pocket
They travel light, and you’re gonna need ‘em
To keep you alive in this dead city
To help you revive a life that’s pretty

Saw a guy give his last coin to a kid
That kinda thing makes you wonder ‘bout kings
Who spit out bits of gold, ‘casue they use golden cutlery
‘Stead of living like us and giving everyone a piece

Giving everyone a chance
‘cause we all need a chance

CHORUS:
I’m taking chances on this
I’m taking chances on us
‘cause we’re free-falling into a long way down
And even if I give up
It won’t matter that much
‘cause we’re all gonna end up dead anyway

Why even pick a fight with a country
Different strokes for different folks, and different folks for days
And there’ve been so many days in the months of these years
There’ve been millennia of people just wading through tears

‘cause they didn’t have a chance
No they never had a chance

CHORUS

All there is, is there for all
All there’s been, has been there for always
We don’t need what we don’t need
All we need is a chance
is a chance, is a chance, is a chance

CHORUS (x2)
Sing a sad song for the rich and famous
to remind them where they came from
There are hungry mouths in this big city
while they’re livin’ high and sitting pretty

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