Starter

Look at all these losers

you find them everywhere

they're [bad word] up and annoying

but somehow you seem to care

It's easier to laugh

but something makes you stick around

you can't watch from above

and keep your ten toes in the sand

You wish that you were special

I'm just like you

Close your eyes

that'll be the day you'll find those lies

Fold your ears

that'll be the day that you will hear

that'll be the day you

get back home

It's lonely to be strange

and you would never tell

that you're one of these itches

you know it much too well

losers are your weakness

they will always touch your heart

you're touching me as well

'cause I have always been a part

You wish that you were special

I'm just like you