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Second place, in the shadow of the gold.
I’ll be there until I’m old.
Second to rise, second to rest.
I’ll never surpass second best.
When asked to bend I’ll always fold.
No principles will I hold.
Few find the time, fewer still find the way.
Has the underdog ever had his day?
Push me aside like an empty cup
There won’t be a fight, not a fist will come up.
A will eternal bent
Anyone’s pavement.
Walk, you all can
Across the spineless man
Compromise is the key
To get him on bended knee
A battle you’ll always win
If you keep rigid as a fin.
When nothing is worth fighting for
People line up at the door
To take and take, more and more.
When nothing is left he is alone
It never mattered how he shone.
No one is left. He is alone.
Did they ever care for me?
Or did they simply want to see
If the statue alone in the hall
Would really give them all.
When the sun sets he is alone.
Will he moan?
No one will hear.
No one is here.
As summer begins this life will fade.
For three months he retreats into the shade.
When he rises again, what will he see?
Will there be anyone waiting for me?
No. Who would settle for second best?
The man with a sidewalk for a chest.
No compromise too great
For friends, in periods one through eight.
Their friendship is just mandatory.
As they move on to future glory
I’ll start again, aiming to please
Giving gum, paying fees.
Always second best
He’ll give his all to please the rest.
- Title: -none yet-
- Artist: pelenar
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Description:
Written in an emo... hour and a half, while listening to the Where the Wild Things Are soundtrack.
._. That movie is depressing... - Date: 10/21/2009
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