Lyrics: Layne Andrew Stein/Anthony Wakim
Music: Layne Andrew Stein/Anthony Wakim
In never never land where your dreams take flight
I sailed with honor, guided by what's right
But beneath the surface a truth unseen
Life is a cold, heartless, ruthless machine.
A captain well respected, now a joke of the land
You can't demand command when you're missing a hand
When the world needs something to fear
To see clear
Ha! hold my beer
Enter Hook, The villain of their dreams
And he writes the rules in his twisted schemes
He won't confirm, he'll manipulate
Find advantages while others hesitate
An opportunist to find a way to navigate the maze
Find an opening and then I let the fire blaze
Cause life's not fair, it's a game
Where the righteous suffer, and the wicked rise to fame
Life's not fair on the open tide
Where the weak are lost
And the strong survive
It's a cutthroat world where the scoundrels thrive
Cause life's not fair
Honesty, Hanes.
HansοΌ
Gesundheit.
I'm a little surprised you didn't see this coming, boy
When the Westergaards find about thisβ¦
I am a prince, you will respect my authority.
A Prince may be born to privilege,
But he inevitably learns no one is going to respect you
Until you make them respect you
In a world of glass slippers and enchanting dreams
You live happily ever after
Or so it may seem
I followed every rule so carefully
But the world said that's not how it's going to be
A happy marriage over, now a widow and broke
From a mansion in the country to society's joke
A woman in a man's world must survive
So I wrote my own rules and thrived
Now they call me cruel and heartless
A woman of spite
But no one saw the battles that I had to fight
Cause in a world where weakness is a deadly sin
I learned to rig the game so I'd always win
Every move I made was a grand illusion
Dance of deception, truth and seclusion
No longer charmed by a tender thrill
Now I forge ahead with an iron will
Life's not fair on the open tide
Where the weak are lost
And the wealthy thrive
It's a cut throat world
Where the strong survive
Cause life's not fair
There was once a time I would chart my course
With honor as my guide
But in the unforgiving tide I learned
The weak are all denied
They may call us names
But we won't be blamed
For the truth we have and hold
Cause fortune only favors the bold
Life's not fair for the weak of heart
Where the virtuous will get torn apart
Call us weak and we'll play the part
Cause life's not fair
Just like we rehearsed, lads.
Life's not fair on the open tide
Where the weak are lost
And the strong survive
It's a cutthroat world where the scoundrels thrive
Cause life's not fair
Truth we bare, by the book we swear that life's not fair
Yo ho