Losers 2 - Etc Version

Starin' like a stranger from the dirt field
Across from my childhood home
Noticed how out of place I look there
It's a place I can't afford
When my family lost it back in '08
We swore it was just a setback
All we needed was to graduate
Kept ignorin' facts

Well, don't you know that you were born to die poor, man?
Don't you know that you're gonna do yourself in?
And you'll always wake up tired
'Cause there's nowhere we go from here

Stuck workin' at that third job, driving
Well-meaning moms to protests for minimum wage
You're still depressed, livin' for thе weekend
Terrified to diе at your age
So no cancer, no crash, better all go as planned
Or one day soon, you won't get by
You know damn well there ain't a promised land
The cost of living means the cost to stay alive

Don't you know that you were born to die poor, man?
Don't you know that you're gonna do yourself in?
And you'll always wake up tired
'Cause there's nowhere we go from here
They'll say that these are our exciting days
At least until they ask our age
Now I'm just a walking tragic ending
And fuck, I don't wanna be the last one standing

So I'm leavin' the city
Maybe the country
Maybe the Earth
Gotta find a place of my own
Where the fuckups aren't cops
Patrollin' neighborhoods they're afraid of
And the rest of us won't burn out
Displacin' locals from neighborhoods that we're afraid of
If we weren't bailed out
Every time by our parents, we'd be dead
What's gonna happen when they're all dead?

Don't you know that you were born to die poor, man?
Don't you know that you're gonna do yourself in?
And you'll always wake up tired
'Cause there's nowhere we go from here
They'll say that these are our exciting days
At least until they ask our age
Now I'm just a walking tragic ending
And fuck, I don't wanna be the last one standing