Faith No More – A Small Victory: Lyrics and Music Video
A Small Victory Lyrics
A hierarchy
Spread out on the nightstand
The spirit of team
Salvation is another chance
A sore loser
Yelling with my mouth shut
A cracking portrait
The fondling and the trophies
The null of losing
Can you afford that luxury?
A sore winner
And i’ll just keep my mouth shut
It shouldn’t bother me, no, it shouldn’t, no, no
It shouldn’t bother me, no, it shouldn’t
But it does
The small victories
The cankers and medallions
The little nothings
They keep me thinking that someday
I might beat you
But i’ll just keep my mouth shut
It shouldn’t bother me, no, it shouldn’t, no, no
It shouldn’t bother me, no, it shouldn’t
But it does
It shouldn’t bother me, no, no
It shouldn’t bother me
It shouldn’t bother me, no, it shouldn’t, no, no
It shouldn’t bother me, no, it shouldn’t
If i speak at one constant volume
At one constant pitch
At one consonant rhythm
Right into your ear
You still won’t hear
You still won’t hear
You still won’t hear
You still won’t hear
You still won’t hear
You still won’t hear
You still won’t hear
You still won’t hear
You still won’t hear
You still won’t hear
You still won’t hear
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