He pawned his tomorrows for a fistful of chance
Racing horses through the rain—always one more dance
Lost in neon alleys where the IOUs would bite
A dead-beat heartbeat drumming through a sleepless night
Then the vans rolled in like thunder
Stripped him of his shame-stained clothes
Woke to numbers stitched in hunter green
And a circle-mask that froze
Oh—456, rise up from the pit
Poker-chip promises finally quit
When the guns bark “Play,” you can hear the truth ring
Even losers learn to fight for something
From a wasteland of debt to a battlefield of screams
He’s a long-shot hero in a child’s dark dream
Red Light, Green Light—bodies falling like rain
Every thud etched another line of shame
But in every shattered marble he saw a fragile spark
A crowd of broken strangers groping through the dark
So he traded fear for mercy
Kept the timid in his sight
Planting hope between the cracks
Of every blood-soaked night
Oh—456, rise up from the pit
Poker-chip promises finally quit
When the guns bark “Play,” you can hear the truth ring
Even losers learn to fight for something
From a wasteland of debt to a battlefield of screams
He’s a long-shot hero in a child’s dark dream
Pink walls echo with a newborn’s cry
A life should never start where the damned come to die
Glass panels tremble under destiny’s weight
He claws to the front row of fate
In the final, silent standoff, where the moonlight felt like knives
He caught sight of that baby, untouched by their lives
So he tore his own number from the threads of despair
Crossed the final line to shield the child there
Oh—456, laid his heartbeat down
Turned the wheel the other way, broke the vicious round
He gambled every breath on a promise he could keep
A cradle in the carnage where innocence could sleep
Now the game rolls on but it echoes his name
A father reborn in the furnace of shame
456, forever in the flame
Saved the soul of the game
A single marble falls—click against the stone
Some debts are paid in flesh, some hearts are not alone
And somewhere past the sirens, a lullaby takes wing
Even losers learn to fight for something
