A hierarchy

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

But it does

The small victories

The cankers and medallions

They keep me thinking

That someday

I might beat you

But I'll just keep my mouth shut

The little nothings

It shouldn't bother me

But it does 

IF I SPEAK AT ONE CONSTANT VOLUME AT ONE CONSTANT PITCH AT ONE CONSTANT RHYTHM RIGHT INTO YOUR EAR, YOU STILL WONT HEAR

You still won't hear

You still won't hear

You still won't hear

You still won't hear

You still won't hear

You still won't hear