Lyrics

People always say be true to yourself In the ideal situation, I'll be anyone else but me It's fine, your fragile state of mind is just a part of growing up You'll look back on this time and laugh Your struggle is your art But don't struggle too much, you've got a bleeding heart And that's sad, you're mad Just call your mum and dad And have them smooth a few things over You're a growing lad (One, two, three, four) Nothing compares to the life of an underachiever Burdened in doubt, you're your very own self deceiver Potential is the worst kind of spout that they'll have you believe her And you try, and you try, and you try People always say be kind to yourself If this is really what you wanted Why would you try to suffocate me? People always say have faith in yourself If I can get out bed, I'll show you just how much I can succeed Nothing compares to the life of an underachiever Burdened in doubt, you're your very own self deceiver Potential is the worst kind of spout that they'll have you believe her And you try, and you try, and you try People always say look after yourself If that's the trick of the play Why the fuck did nobody tell me? People always say don't belittle yourself If you don't kick up a fuss Who the hell's gonna set yourself free? Nothing compares to the life of an underachiever Burdened in doubt, you're your very own self deceiver Potential is the worst kind of spout that they'll have you believe her And you try, and you try, and you try And you try, and you try, and you try They don't care, they don't care About these teenage shits with painted nails And bleached out shitty hair They don't care, they don't care About these teenage shits with painted nails And bleached out shitty hair They don't care, they don't care About these teenage shits with painted nails And bleached out shitty hair They don't care, they don't care About these teenage shits with painted nails And bleached out shitty hair People always say be true to yourself In the ideal situation, I'll be anyone else
Writer(s): Stefan Abingdon, Noah Adams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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