Constant competition and criticism between friends

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