The higher
I gain
Spread out on the nightstand
The spirit of team
Salvation is another chance
A sore loser
Yelling with my mouth shut
A cracking portrait
The fondling of trophies
The null of losing
Can you afford that luxury?
A sore winner
But I’ll just keep my mouth shut
It shouldn’t bother me - no
But it does!
The small victories
The cankers and medallions
The little nothings
They keep me thinking that someday
I might beat you
But I’ll just keep my mouth shut
It shouldn’t bother me - no
But it does!
If I speak at one constant volume
At one constant pitch
At one constant rhythm
Right into your ear
You still won’t hear...
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