MEDZ
(Woo! Ha! Woo! Yeah, yeah, yeah!)
Is it something they know?
Is there something I missed?
Everyone 'round me seems to know how to live
With this impossible burden of consciousness
Knowing I'm gonna die, not knowing when that is
When we were kids, we used to get gold stars
'A for effort' just for trying real hard
But nothing I do seems to measure up
How does anyone know when it's time to give up?
Everything I touch turns to dust
Everything I feel is way too much
Sometimes I think I'm born for failure
It's always darkest before it turns to black
And I can't tell you if I'll make it back
Sometimes I think I'm born for failure
One hand outstretched, the other clenched in a fist
Reaching out for the air while I fall off a cliff
Feeling some new kind of paralysis
The bastards were right, I never felt more sick
Maybe I'm just showing all the symptoms of American exceptionalism
(Woo!)
'Cause nothing I do seems to measure up
Who's gonna tell me when it's time to give up?
Everything I touch turns to dust
Everything I feel is way too much (too much)
Sometimes I think I'm born for failure
It's always darkest before it turns to black
And I can't tell you if I'll make it back
Sometimes I think I'm born for failure
(Woo!) The medication isn't working
I don't think anybody knows how to stop the contraindication
'Cause I'm just fighting with myself now
The medication isn't working
The medication doesn't work
Everything I touch turns to dust
Everything I feel is way too much
Sometimes I think I'm born for failure
It's always darkest before it turns to black
And I can't tell you if I'll make it back
Sometimes I think I'm born for failure
(Born for failure)
Sometimes I think I'm born for failure
Is it something they know?
Is there something I missed?
Everyone 'round me seems to know how to live
With this impossible burden of consciousness
Knowing I'm gonna die, not knowing when that is
When we were kids, we used to get gold stars
'A for effort' just for trying real hard
But nothing I do seems to measure up
How does anyone know when it's time to give up?
Everything I touch turns to dust
Everything I feel is way too much
Sometimes I think I'm born for failure
It's always darkest before it turns to black
And I can't tell you if I'll make it back
Sometimes I think I'm born for failure
One hand outstretched, the other clenched in a fist
Reaching out for the air while I fall off a cliff
Feeling some new kind of paralysis
The bastards were right, I never felt more sick
Maybe I'm just showing all the symptoms of American exceptionalism
(Woo!)
'Cause nothing I do seems to measure up
Who's gonna tell me when it's time to give up?
Everything I touch turns to dust
Everything I feel is way too much (too much)
Sometimes I think I'm born for failure
It's always darkest before it turns to black
And I can't tell you if I'll make it back
Sometimes I think I'm born for failure
(Woo!) The medication isn't working
I don't think anybody knows how to stop the contraindication
'Cause I'm just fighting with myself now
The medication isn't working
The medication doesn't work
Everything I touch turns to dust
Everything I feel is way too much
Sometimes I think I'm born for failure
It's always darkest before it turns to black
And I can't tell you if I'll make it back
Sometimes I think I'm born for failure
(Born for failure)
Sometimes I think I'm born for failure
Credits
Writer(s): John Feldman, Robert Edward Mccracken, Daniel Whitesides, Joseph David Bradford, Jepharee Michael Howard
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