No Hard Feelings

Catch us if you can. Nope. Woop-wops, we're already gone.

Crown already taken, can't try it on. We're playing chess while you're playing

luck. We're stacking wins while you're star-struck. You'll get used to silver,

we're stuck on gold. Second place still shines, or so we're

told. Confidence loud, can't escape it, it's all around. Every step we

take shakes the ground. You can hate, imitate, whatever it takes.

We still levitate when the whistle breaks. No hard feelings. We're just impossible

to beat. We shine too bright, but are on a humble streak.