Don't We All End Up Equal?

Doubts come easy and regrets come cheap
We all got our cards so read em and weep
The cost is high and the stakes are steep
Don't call on me when you're dragged by a jeep
Through the streets of a town where no one knows your name

This world is dark and cold
The young are lucky to be so old
And if we weren't so bold
Our fates couldn't be bought and sold

Life is a journey until you touch the grave
We all turn into one of suffering's slaves
And why should you try to rant and rave
Whether you're a knight or a typical knave
Because in the end of all this mess aren't we all the same?

This world is dark and cold
The young are lucky to be so old
And if we weren't so bold
Our fates couldn't be bought and sold

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This world is dark and cold
The young are lucky to be so old
And if we were less bold
Our futures could still be untold