Losers 2

Staring like a stranger from the dirt field Across from my, my childhood home Noticed how out of place I looked there It's a place I can't afford When my family lost it back in '08 We swore it was just a setback And all we needed was to graduate Keep ignoring facts Don't you know 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 Because there's nowhere we go from here Stuck working at that third job driving Well-meaning moms to protest for minimum wage Still depressed, still living for the weekend Still terrified to die at your age No cancer, no crash It better all go as planned Or one day soon, you're not gonna get by You know damn well there ain't a promised land The cost of living means it costs to stay alive Well don't you know 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 Because 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 Fuck, I don't wanna be the last one standing So I'm leaving the city Maybe the country Maybe the earth Gotta find a place of my own Where the fuckups aren't cops Patrolling neighborhoods they're afraid of And the rest of us won't burn out Displacing locals from neighbourhoods we're afraid of Now if we weren't bailed out Every time by our parents, we'd be dead What's gonna happen when they're dead? Well don't you know 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 Because 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 Fuck, I don't wanna be the last one standing