Music by Matthew Beilis   Lyrics by Ryan Bennett      This thing called life isn’t justified.   For the opportunities seem to hide   And only those who have cheated and lied   Are ushered to the front and inside.      Is dog-eat-dog the way these days?   The pushers and shovers complete the maze   While the honest man is lost in the haze   Receiving no glory and no praise      Maybe the struggle is what makes you great   The breaks are there but you’re always too late   “What if’s” and “If only’s” are the phrases you hate   but hopefully you’ll be treated well by fate.      I’ve realized that handouts are not for me   Hard work not luck is my path you see   But through it all I’ll always be   The man who sees the glass half full instead of empty      Perhaps my pockets won’t be filled with green   For in the river of wealth no hands are clean   Hands full of riches by any mean   Paths which to me seem to be far too obscene      When the time comes that I’m old and gray   I’ll want to look back on my life and say   I’m damn proud I decided to play   The game of life the right way.