Loser
v4
@Диана
Loser
v4
@Диана
Text
(Verse 1)
I wake up at six, and there's a knife inside my throat,
Mama yells: "Get up, aren't you going to college, don't you know?"
The thermometer lies, but I don't care, I'm packing up my bag,
A knot of nerves inside, and my voice has gone all bad.
The doctor said: "Stay in bed," but Dad said: "Go, don't quit,"
"You're a girl, sweetheart, don't let us down, just deal with it."
I swallow down the pain as if it's only ice,
And there's fog inside my eyes, but the bus is waiting — nice.
(Chorus)
I'm a loser, baby, and that's my diagnosis,
I'm a loser, baby, no room for any fantasies.
My boyfriend moved into the dorms, and now I'm all alone,
The cats all run away — I'm a fox, not anyone's own.
I'm a loser, baby, and that won't ever change,
I don't even have someone to share this kind of pain.
(Verse 2)
My parents keep on saying: "Don't slouch, you're a daughter, stand up straight,"
"Keep your back held firm, or no one's gonna help your fate."
But how am I supposed to hold it when there's war inside of me?
When I'm a fox, and all around me there's a wall I see.
The cats all hiss and hide beneath the couch away from me,
They sense the beast inside — for them I'm just a mystery.
And my boyfriend... he just packed his things and moved into the dorms,
And I'm left standing here, swallowing these paper storms.
(Chorus)
I'm a loser, baby, and that's my diagnosis,
I'm a loser, baby, no room for any fantasies.
My boyfriend moved into the dorms, and now I'm all alone,
The cats all run away — I'm a fox, not anyone's own.
I'm a loser, baby, and that won't ever change,
I don't even have someone to share this kind of pain.
(Bridge)
Not a second of peace, not a breath, not a silence,
I'm in a cage of expectations, a prisoner of violence.
But somewhere deep inside, beneath the pain and the lies,
I know: I am a fox, and I'll survive to stay alive.
Let my throat ache, let the cats all flee,
I'll find my place, even if it's just for me.
(Outro)
I'm a loser... but I'm still here.
I'm a loser... and there's something in me clear.
Don't slouch... yeah, I hear you, Mom.
But I won't give in to these gray days — not now, not gone.
I wake up at six, and there's a knife inside my throat,
Mama yells: "Get up, aren't you going to college, don't you know?"
The thermometer lies, but I don't care, I'm packing up my bag,
A knot of nerves inside, and my voice has gone all bad.
The doctor said: "Stay in bed," but Dad said: "Go, don't quit,"
"You're a girl, sweetheart, don't let us down, just deal with it."
I swallow down the pain as if it's only ice,
And there's fog inside my eyes, but the bus is waiting — nice.
(Chorus)
I'm a loser, baby, and that's my diagnosis,
I'm a loser, baby, no room for any fantasies.
My boyfriend moved into the dorms, and now I'm all alone,
The cats all run away — I'm a fox, not anyone's own.
I'm a loser, baby, and that won't ever change,
I don't even have someone to share this kind of pain.
(Verse 2)
My parents keep on saying: "Don't slouch, you're a daughter, stand up straight,"
"Keep your back held firm, or no one's gonna help your fate."
But how am I supposed to hold it when there's war inside of me?
When I'm a fox, and all around me there's a wall I see.
The cats all hiss and hide beneath the couch away from me,
They sense the beast inside — for them I'm just a mystery.
And my boyfriend... he just packed his things and moved into the dorms,
And I'm left standing here, swallowing these paper storms.
(Chorus)
I'm a loser, baby, and that's my diagnosis,
I'm a loser, baby, no room for any fantasies.
My boyfriend moved into the dorms, and now I'm all alone,
The cats all run away — I'm a fox, not anyone's own.
I'm a loser, baby, and that won't ever change,
I don't even have someone to share this kind of pain.
(Bridge)
Not a second of peace, not a breath, not a silence,
I'm in a cage of expectations, a prisoner of violence.
But somewhere deep inside, beneath the pain and the lies,
I know: I am a fox, and I'll survive to stay alive.
Let my throat ache, let the cats all flee,
I'll find my place, even if it's just for me.
(Outro)
I'm a loser... but I'm still here.
I'm a loser... and there's something in me clear.
Don't slouch... yeah, I hear you, Mom.
But I won't give in to these gray days — not now, not gone.
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в ритме и стиле «Loser» (Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse
