Loser
I'm getting tired of the quizzical stares
I'm sick of feeling like nobody cares
My self-esteem is rock bottom redefined
But still I have to tell everyone that I'm fine
No job, no money, nobody to hold
If we're being honest, this is getting old
Brushing off everyone with a cold shoulder
I guess it's a consequence of being bipolar
My sanity is gone and I'm out of my mind
Why is peace within so hard to find?
Now all I have are memories left to peruse
It's hard to be a loser when you have nothing left to lose
It takes a month's effort just for me to leave my room
Oli said it best when he said I think we're doomed
So many "friends" would rather hear their own voice
So I cut them out because I didn't have a choice
It really feels like everything I do doesn't matter
And still this glass heart finds a new way to shatter
Is it any wonder why I'm fed up with drama?
Don't look at me to solve all your problems
My sanity is gone and I'm out of my mind
Why is peace within so hard to find?
Now all I have are memories left to peruse
It's hard to be a loser when you have nothing left to lose
This song is for the poisoned
This prose is for the sick
This is the anthem of the losers
Turn this up and go ballistic
My sanity is gone and I'm out of my mind
Why is peace within so hard to find?
Now all I have are memories left to peruse
It's hard to be a loser when you have nothing left to lose
I'm sick of feeling like nobody cares
My self-esteem is rock bottom redefined
But still I have to tell everyone that I'm fine
No job, no money, nobody to hold
If we're being honest, this is getting old
Brushing off everyone with a cold shoulder
I guess it's a consequence of being bipolar
My sanity is gone and I'm out of my mind
Why is peace within so hard to find?
Now all I have are memories left to peruse
It's hard to be a loser when you have nothing left to lose
It takes a month's effort just for me to leave my room
Oli said it best when he said I think we're doomed
So many "friends" would rather hear their own voice
So I cut them out because I didn't have a choice
It really feels like everything I do doesn't matter
And still this glass heart finds a new way to shatter
Is it any wonder why I'm fed up with drama?
Don't look at me to solve all your problems
My sanity is gone and I'm out of my mind
Why is peace within so hard to find?
Now all I have are memories left to peruse
It's hard to be a loser when you have nothing left to lose
This song is for the poisoned
This prose is for the sick
This is the anthem of the losers
Turn this up and go ballistic
My sanity is gone and I'm out of my mind
Why is peace within so hard to find?
Now all I have are memories left to peruse
It's hard to be a loser when you have nothing left to lose
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Writer(s): Mark Irwin
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