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Nov 2013
Second place achieved, after cheating.
You can say I have failed, I was beaten,
it's true, I lost. My number one did not
let me win, let me in, gave me hope

and now I have to cope with the feelings,
mixture of much, turns out to be just one,
indignant. The country loves his winners,
losers are not worthy. I'm more into blues.

Rock her world, making plans, another
man's idea, my misery, it's easy to understand.
Yet I'm the only one who does. I told you
I was wrong and sorry and hopeless.

Now, 24 seconds after timeless, countlessly,
trying, I give up. I am made to be second.
I guess I didn't even have to cheat after all
I'll never win.
Daan
Written by
Daan  Belgium
(Belgium)   
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   ---, Rudy Verboven, --- and Reece
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