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(Woo! Ha! Woo! Yeah, yeah, yeah!) Is it something they know? Is there something I missed? Everyone 'round me seems to know how to live With this impossible burden of consciousness Knowing I'm gonna die, not knowing when that is When we were kids, we used to get gold stars 'A for effort just for trying real hard But nothing I do seems to measure up How does anyone know when it's time to give up? Everything I touch turns to dust Everything I feel is way too much Sometimes I think I'm born for failure It's always darkest before it turns to black And I can't tell you if I'll make it back Sometimes I think I'm born for failure One hand outstretched, the other clenched in a fist Reaching out for the air while I fall off a cliff Feeling some new kind of paralysis The bastards were right, I never felt more sick Maybe I'm just showing all the symptoms of American exceptionalism (Woo!) 'Cause nothing I do seems to measure up Who's gonna tell me when it's time to give up? Everything I touch turns to dust Everything I feel is way too much (too much) Sometimes I think I'm born for failure It's always darkest before it turns to black And I can't tell you if I'll make it back Sometimes I think I'm born for failure (Woo!) The medication isn't working I don't think anybody knows how to stop the contraindication 'Cause I'm just fighting with myself now The medication isn't working The medication doesn't work Everything I touch turns to dust Everything I feel is way too much Sometimes I think I'm born for failure It's always darkest before it turns to black And I can't tell you if I'll make it back Sometimes I think I'm born for failure (Born for failure) Sometimes I think I'm born for failure
Writer(s): John Feldman, Robert Edward Mccracken, Daniel Whitesides, Joseph David Bradford, Jepharee Michael Howard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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