Underdog

Thu, 08/22/2013 - 01:14 -- Trey

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From as far 

well as far as I can remember 

From the cold fronts of December

to the hot summers of July in everything 

I've done it was to prove that I could do 

anything as long as try,

with many against me trying to

put the sound of defeat in my ear 

i let them talk, zone them out as if I couldn't hear 

Then in a blink of an eye, silence as they see me rise to the occasion,

Now I'm the one there praising but I don't give in to there fake tones,

cause I did that for me and no one else, and for all those just like myself 

we are underdogs because where stronger then  most, more humble then many,

I would end it off with something clever but I think I said plenty 

 

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