No time to write, i'm assuming the rules had the same agenda.
Shot In The Dark
Some days the sun rays shine down on his presence
And the light from the night always comes with a lesson
But it's time for confession, & he isn’t ready to face it
So he remains complacent on steps outside of his basement
Tries to erase him as he revises his statements
Comprises his cards right on up threw his Ace's
To his graced talents to valiant passions for violence
Though misguided he'd assured his conscience enlightened
So he stands, walks down the steps towards the corner
Where former ideals use to conform for the boredom
Now it's all broken as he strolls up towards the poor slums
He's aimed for forgiveness, as it rains for his kin’s sins
Soaked to the bone as he remains to repent them
Rounding the walk way as his soul cries for tomorrow
Although he hates all the sorrow, he knows his times borrowed
Poison to swallow as the lump in his throat becomes hallow
He's poised to embark and keeps moving despite the remarks
.. Though he knows it's for not .. but it's a shot in the dark ..