October 30 2006
I am so weak and Im so tired
Its hard for me to
Find enough strength to feed the fires
That fuel my ego
And consequently all my pride has all but died
Which leaves me
Down on my knees
Back to the place i
Should have started from

Been beat up
Been broken down
Nowhere but up
When youre facedown
On the ground
Im in last place
If I place at all
But theres hope for this underdog!
Thats the way, uh-huh, we like it!
Thats the way, uh-huh, we like it!
You can call me the underdog

Im in this race to win a prize
The odds against me
The world has plans for my demise
What they dont see
Is that a winner is not judged by his small size
But by the substitute he picks to run the race
And mines already won