(Failsong)

I smile with a straight face
My future plan's a disgrace
Think that I've already won
But came last in a one man race
I'm not even close to the best
I coulda done more with less
This is the best I've got
But nobody here is impressed
I wake up to a laugh track
My good side's in a haystack
I speak to a few brick walls
Then I stab myself in the back
No, I don't wanna talk
I need to go for a walk
Now

The shallow end's out of my depth
My real first name's 'except'
The best day of my life
Was the one which I overslept
I'm not even close to good
I'll never be understood
The only words I use
'I would, I should, I could'
The place I sleep is a mess
Allow me to confe-



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