Tylor Carl - Runner Up

Excuse me world
I did not mean to interrupt
But if you could
Just stop your wobble and listen up
I know, I know
Survival, blah..blah, is your main task
But if it’s cool
I got a few questions to ask
Why does it seem
That every time we have a dream
You’re always there
To separate us from our self-esteem
And I know there’s a lot of us and we’re all different
But you’re just the same
So I guess that means you’re to blame
Because you’re harboring the best and they let us know
That we’re all worse and there’s no hope
For first place but that’s okay
Because I’ll remember just one thing
It’s not the miles or the years
But more the smiles and the tears
They are more fierce
And what keeps me going is knowing that
If almost famous
Were a statement that lost its place
There'd be no need for this trophy
And it's engraved with second place
But it’s all mine, it’s not yours
And I will take it in disgrace
Shut it down, I’m overboard
And completely losing my faith in myself
And this life is nothing but a stupid game that I can’t win
So lets pretend that we’re not stuck in second place
Excuse me lord, up there
I see you sitting on your ass
But I don’t blame you because
You did so much for us back in the past
But the past is gone, we let it slide
We all fucked up what you left behind
But to be kind we were all blind
To this courtesy of time
Time for us to grow up and lose our minds
Oh, I know there’s a lot of us and we’re all different
But you, just the same
So I guess that means you’re to blame
Because you’re harboring the best and they let us know
That we’re all worse and there’s no hope
For first place but that’s okay
Because I’ll remember just one thing
It’s not the miles or the years
But more the smiles and the tears
They are more fierce
And what keeps me going is knowing that
If almost famous
Were a statement that lost its place
There'd be no need for this trophy
And it's engraved with second place
But it’s all mine, it’s not yours
And I will take it in disgrace
Shut it down, I’m overboard
And completely losing my faith in myself
And this life is nothing but a stupid game that I can’t win
So lets pretend that we’re not stuck in second place
They told me I’m a pessimist
At least that’s what the optimists say
If only they knew
I just enjoy the beauty of uncertainty
And fear the wickedness of hope
So go ahead an climb your rope
And I’ll burn down the school of thought
From which it hangs from
Now I know there’s a lot of us
But you’re just the same
So go ahead and pretend
At least I’m not stuck in third place

Written by:
Tylor Schlink

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