The night I was born, everyone on earth must have laughed aloud
pointing their fingers as the subject pointed at the crowd
I've got expectations but you know that they're nothing but dreams
And when I'm wide awake you know they're never quite how they seemed
I cant spend all my days singing "wouldn't it be nice"
I cant pay for education, I can't seem to take advice
And I while someone with much less brain gets a full ride for kicking a ball
My bleeding heart and artistry are left waiting for the draft card's call.
I'm a Loser
I'm a Loser
I'm a Loser
I'm a Loser
in the real life.
that's all I got so far.
Stay Classy.
may I suggest you take a look at this link
Here is to you as good as you are
And here is to me as bad as I am
As good as you are and as bad as I am
I'm as good as you are as bad as I am
