We'll bite and fight with  our might untill we win in the end
 I've got one up on you, you've got one up on me
 Overlooking each other's worthy qualities
 I'm sorry it's got a hold of me
 And I pray I can shake free
 It'll damage my pride, It'll hurt me
 So tangled up in envy
 I lash out at you, you strike back at a chance
 Low blows, anything goes at each other's expense
 Choosing up teams, we're picking up sides
 We try to nudge, and we won't budge an inch for our pride
 Conceit, false prestige
 Same old story, hunt for glory
 Will I ever see humility?
 And will it ever manifest in me?/
 And when the damage is done, no one won
 And that's our idea of fun
 ...enough
 Envy from the final Youth Of Today 7", lyrics by Ray of Today