Lyrics

I might look just like a loser When my chips are down But come hell or high water I'll claw my way out Go ahead call me a cockroach You can't put me down I live in America Where we shoot our way out Pull tabs litter the bartop I ran out of money only reason that I stopped Bartender buying me a drink cause he feels bad Spending all my money in his place and he knows that Got a text from my girl and she's angry Internet's out my account's showing empty Overdraft fees adding insult to injury Spent too much money at the 'spensery Fuck me I might look just like a loser When my chips are down But come hell or high water I'll claw my way out Go ahead call me a cockroach You can't put me down I live in America We shoot our way out We shoot our way out Go ahead call me a cockroach You can't put me down I live in America We shoot our way out
Writer(s): Anthony Pierri Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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