Underdog
I've always loved goodbyes but hate farewell's
I want my heart to be a open door
I'm way too talented to kill myself
But I don't wanna be alive no more
Why shy from sin if it's all just forgiven
Why shy from my habits if it's just addiction
Like I swear to God part of my brain is missin'
I'd rather just listen to music and give in
I died when I was 15, haven't been the same since
So I drown myself in Chopin wanted this since age six
So I do it for the kid that just heard a tune and gave in
I do it for the kid I was, hoping I can save him
Like chin up kid, ooh this shit will get better
But head down seems easier facing this weather
At least we together, that makes it much better
If life is your bitch I'm you're power go get her
I am my mamma on a walk
I am my grandpa in his shop
I am my brother in the yard
I am his hands up in the garden
I am my brother in his room
I am the strings singing a tune
I am my father roll me some
I am myself the only one
And there problems be there's
Not mine
Like the effort I put in nowhere
So no mind
Like its ten thousand hours
Stop wasting my time
I'm bout 5000 more
Then I'm getting what's mine
Ooh you can call me the underdog
Bark bark like I'm barking the dialogue
Got heart like I'm marking where I belong
Fresh start like this decade I'm popping off
Ooh you can call me saint Laurent
Big moves like from here I can't go wrong
This mood like a candle lit too long
Too true I been burnt out way too long
Don't tell me shit will get better
Hey
I can't turn pain into pleasure
Hey
Don't tell me shit will get better
Hey
Don't tell me they'll miss my presence
Don't tell me shit will get better
Hey
I can't turn pain into pleasure
Hey
Don't tell me shit will get better
Hey
Don't tell me they'll miss my presence
I am my mamma on a walk
I am my grandpa in his shop
I am my brother in the yard
I am his hands up in the garden
I am my brother in his room
I am the strings singing a tune
I am my father roll me some
I am myself the only one
I want my heart to be a open door
I'm way too talented to kill myself
But I don't wanna be alive no more
Why shy from sin if it's all just forgiven
Why shy from my habits if it's just addiction
Like I swear to God part of my brain is missin'
I'd rather just listen to music and give in
I died when I was 15, haven't been the same since
So I drown myself in Chopin wanted this since age six
So I do it for the kid that just heard a tune and gave in
I do it for the kid I was, hoping I can save him
Like chin up kid, ooh this shit will get better
But head down seems easier facing this weather
At least we together, that makes it much better
If life is your bitch I'm you're power go get her
I am my mamma on a walk
I am my grandpa in his shop
I am my brother in the yard
I am his hands up in the garden
I am my brother in his room
I am the strings singing a tune
I am my father roll me some
I am myself the only one
And there problems be there's
Not mine
Like the effort I put in nowhere
So no mind
Like its ten thousand hours
Stop wasting my time
I'm bout 5000 more
Then I'm getting what's mine
Ooh you can call me the underdog
Bark bark like I'm barking the dialogue
Got heart like I'm marking where I belong
Fresh start like this decade I'm popping off
Ooh you can call me saint Laurent
Big moves like from here I can't go wrong
This mood like a candle lit too long
Too true I been burnt out way too long
Don't tell me shit will get better
Hey
I can't turn pain into pleasure
Hey
Don't tell me shit will get better
Hey
Don't tell me they'll miss my presence
Don't tell me shit will get better
Hey
I can't turn pain into pleasure
Hey
Don't tell me shit will get better
Hey
Don't tell me they'll miss my presence
I am my mamma on a walk
I am my grandpa in his shop
I am my brother in the yard
I am his hands up in the garden
I am my brother in his room
I am the strings singing a tune
I am my father roll me some
I am myself the only one
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Writer(s): Laurent Sparks
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