I believed I was the chosen one
Stealing my story
But I lost myself to win
From winning without virtue
We triumph without glory
Honor is worth more than trophies.
(It's ridiculous
No scruples
We have to triumph
If you're adulated
No scruples
Let yourself be carried)
But the mirror
Avoids my glance
Not to see
That I'm the victim of my victory
Yes, I admit my defeat
By the taste of victory
Gotten high without elevating myself
I'm an incongruous prince
Of laughable talent
Making myself loved without loving back
(It's ridiculous
No scruples
We have to triumph
If you're adulated
No scruples
Let yourself be carried)
But the mirror
Avoids my glance
Not to see
That I'm the victim of my victory
Victim of my victory
Victim of my victory
My glory is laughable
(It's ridiculous
No scruples
We have to triumph
If you're adulated
No scruples
Let yourself be carried)
But the mirror
Avoids my glance
Not to see
That I'm the victim of my victory
Victim of my victory
(It is ridiculous
No scruples
We have to triumph)
Why triumph?
(If you're adulated
No scruples
Let yourself be carried)
But my pride
Carries the mourning
Not to see
That I'm the victim of my victory
(Victim of my victory)
Victim of my victory
I lost for history