Another day, another claim, the circus is in town
The big man at the mic, his golden crown is slippin' down
He's pointin' at the scoreboard that only he can see
Shoutin' "Victory!" for the cameras on TV
The facts are gettin' blurry in the fog he's blowin' thick
Buildin' castles in the air with every single trick
The crowd's divided, half are cheerin', half just check the time
Listenin' to this broken record, same old tired rhyme

He's already won, won, won, before the race is run, run, run
Countin' all the trophies that he hasn't really won, won, won
Screamin' "Checkmate!" on an empty board, it's just a game he's playin'
The only thing that's winnin' is the sound of his complainin'!

He's tallyin' the votes from an election long ago
Declarin' every courtroom loss a win for his own show
The numbers don't add up, but he's a master of the spin
He says the world's a loser, and he's the only one to win
He's winnin' in the morning, winnin' when he goes to bed
Winnin' with a narrative he's planted in your head
If winnin' was a language, he'd be screamin' it for free
But look around and tell me what you actually can see

He's already won, won, won, before the race is run, run, run
Countin' all the trophies that he hasn't really won, won, won
Screamin' "Checkmate!" on an empty board, it's just a game he's playin'
The only thing that's winnin' is the sound of his complainin'!

Maybe in a mirror, in a world of his design
Where every single setback gets rewritten as a sign
Of his eternal greatness, never falter, never fall
The biggest winner of them all, with no trophy on the wall

Already won...
Yeah, keep tellin' yourself that, son.
The race goes on and on...
With your victory song.

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