The Loser that Always Wins

Smoke comes rising through the trees
Blood on the rocks of your memories
Duals once fought, where the underdog was pinned
You already know the shape I'm in

Its a long-arc script and its tiring
Its the oldest story, the oldest wiring
You've got to work and sweat for the payoff's end
You already know the shape I'm in

I am the loser that always wins...

There's blood on the rocks to symbolize the wound
A thin face starts to pale now
It's just a comeback tale now
Another twist of the knife, for drama to ensue
Oh what is thе role for me?
Which is the losеr that I want to be?

I am the loser that always wins
You already know the shape I'm in