Too much to say
Too much time to think
Too much time to sulk
Far too little sleep
Desire for more
Desire to win
Desire to fire
To lose is to win
Hit me
You know you want to
But I promise that I won't hit back
Kick me while I'm on the ground
You'll win, You'll win
But you're going to have to kill me....
Defeat can be whatever you think
And success is whatever you want it to be.
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