It's hard to be a loser
I know just how you feel
And maybe you pretend that everything's "OK"
Now let me show you another way
I was a lonely boy living in Mexico
Nothing can't stop me, really down
And if you trying to deny me
I will tell you one thing
You know that I'm a loser for you
It's hard to be a loser
I know just how you feel
And maybe you pretend that everything's "OK"
Now let me show you another way
I'm just a lost boy living in Mexico looking for something to let me go
Imma sick, Imma bastard
Shit, that I've mastered
Maybe, worthy at gold
But instead I'm sinkin' the boat
I know i coulda been a ruler
But born to be a loser
And nobody Knows that it just sucks
Gotta be f*cked up
Smockin' and doing the drugs
To sit motionless cuz' you
Ain't worthy enough
You go poison drinks, to vomit sinks, add
Constant shit to all the mix, ask
God to send the dying hymn
So last, stand grab the bucket kick
Hecho en México un poco disléxico
When it comes to the flow
But I've been going for gold
Yo sé, I know, Yo se, I know
I could've been worthy of something
Born from the street, but I'm ready for something
Ugh, sadly nothing for me
Pass me some of the G's
Smoke until I break free, a bad dream
Smoking till' I break free from this bad dream
Racing, they're calling a medic
The state of my health is well, as expected
Don't worry I'm protected
I've projected to fly
Far away from this place
Hopefully die to stay alive
It's hard to be a loser
I know just how you feel
And maybe you pretend that everything's "OK"
Now let me show you another way
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It's hard to be a loser
I know just how you feel
And maybe you pretend that everything's "OK"
Now let me show you another way
I was a lonely boy living in Mexico
Nothing can't stop me, really down
And if you trying to deny me
I will tell you one thing
You know that I'm a loser for you
It's hard to be a loser
I know just how you feel
And maybe you pretend that everything's "OK"
Now let me show you another way
I'm just a lost boy living in Mexico looking for something to let me go
Imma sick, Imma bastard
Shit, that I've mastered
Maybe, worthy at gold
But instead I'm sinkin' the boat
I know i coulda been a ruler
But born to be a loser
And nobody Knows that it just sucks
Gotta be f*cked up
Smockin' and doing the drugs
To sit motionless cuz' you
Ain't worthy enough
You go poison drinks, to vomit sinks, add
Constant shit to all the mix, ask
God to send the dying hymn
So last, stand grab the bucket kick
Hecho en México un poco disléxico
When it comes to the flow
But I've been going for gold
Yo sé, I know, Yo se, I know
I could've been worthy of something
Born from the street, but I'm ready for something
Ugh, sadly nothing for me
Pass me some of the G's
Smoke until I break free, a bad dream
Smoking till' I break free from this bad dream
Racing, they're calling a medic
The state of my health is well, as expected
Don't worry I'm protected
I've projected to fly
Far away from this place
Hopefully die to stay alive
It's hard to be a loser
I know just how you feel
And maybe you pretend that everything's "OK"
Now let me show you another way
I know just how you feel
And maybe you pretend that everything's "OK"
Now let me show you another way
I was a lonely boy living in Mexico
Nothing can't stop me, really down
And if you trying to deny me
I will tell you one thing
You know that I'm a loser for you
It's hard to be a loser
I know just how you feel
And maybe you pretend that everything's "OK"
Now let me show you another way
I'm just a lost boy living in Mexico looking for something to let me go
Imma sick, Imma bastard
Shit, that I've mastered
Maybe, worthy at gold
But instead I'm sinkin' the boat
I know i coulda been a ruler
But born to be a loser
And nobody Knows that it just sucks
Gotta be f*cked up
Smockin' and doing the drugs
To sit motionless cuz' you
Ain't worthy enough
You go poison drinks, to vomit sinks, add
Constant shit to all the mix, ask
God to send the dying hymn
So last, stand grab the bucket kick
Hecho en México un poco disléxico
When it comes to the flow
But I've been going for gold
Yo sé, I know, Yo se, I know
I could've been worthy of something
Born from the street, but I'm ready for something
Ugh, sadly nothing for me
Pass me some of the G's
Smoke until I break free, a bad dream
Smoking till' I break free from this bad dream
Racing, they're calling a medic
The state of my health is well, as expected
Don't worry I'm protected
I've projected to fly
Far away from this place
Hopefully die to stay alive
It's hard to be a loser
I know just how you feel
And maybe you pretend that everything's "OK"
Now let me show you another way
Writer: Juan Favela
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid