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