Vanquish vs. Triumphant

As I sat on a rock sounds of shuffling all about HOW can I sit and pout with with this flying around? Frustrations fill my body pain fills my brain

Turning around standing still doing nothing to stop this irritation I told him Starbucks two past six-fourty! Bring it! - smirking to pick a fight

Nothing could stop my shaking I was waiting it was cold this was my glory day Crowds hoard around tightly knit must fills still air now dripping

Vanquish lay that night in his own shit it was now I who smirk walking away triumphantly I was Triumphant now you know