The underdogs to be, being told this every year
We never had the parade, where everyone would cheer
Season in and season out
We bring failure to ourself and always shout
Shout our hatred of failure and falling short again
I feel we have failed now untill the end
Last minute heartbreakers, and total defeats
This team can no longer feel its single heartbeat
We practice so hard and never prevail
We get thrown to the ground like 10 inch hail
Hitting so hard the earth tends to shake
We always reach our predicted loser stake
Never to win is what is predicted
The teams morale is completely conflicted
So heres to the underdogs who come out year after year
You all have more heart than anyone here
To continue playing under hatred like this
and even playing on night you wished you had missed
To all the times the press talked smack
You just kept on pushing and said f*** that.
You bring pride to yourself, who cares about the rest
You did what you could, You did your best.
Feb 14, 2008 @ 22:53:43
