Sideways

You practice and you train,
you wrack your damn brain,
you push through the pain,
it still goes
sideways.

You’re up before dawn,
give it guts and brawn,
till the last ounce is gone,
it still goes
sideways.

You have all the tools,
and follow regs and rules,
like all the other fools,
it still goes
sideways.

You do it all right,
keep it in the fight,
hustling day and night,
it still goes
sideways.

No matter what you do,
how much you go through,
all the s*** you knew,
it still goes
sideways.

Sideways.
Sideways.
Always goes sideways.
Off the rails.
Off the track.
Backa**wards.
Catching flak.
Sideways.
Things get crazy.
S*** hits the fan.
Goes **** up.
Gotta pay the man.
Sideways.

Things gone south.
Went to the dogs.
Gone to hell.
Lost in the fog.
Just sideways.
Sideways.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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