born loser

[adverso_flumine]

well, there ain't nothing to this but your daughter
and the life you would not give her
break your plans
traipsed across the continent, a squatter
for your lies at night to sleep between my hands

when the lights come on, this whole place gets ugly
but when they're out, strangers fall in love
she could never say that flat-out she don't want me
cause i could never say that halfway ain't enough

new order's on the turntable, we're dancing
because what else do you do when you don't talk?
crucified to crawl into your mansion
yeah, that's why i learned to crawl before i walked

we're back where we belong
straight back where we belong
no days for nights
no cocaine cons
just back where we belong

take me out back to your piranhas
and beat me until i can't even stand
your whole life, a plane without no landing gear
so if this is it, then come on
let me land

that trailer trash pedigree is calling
it rats you out when you're down on all fours
me, i like to cast my death on yesterday
cause what doesn't kill us now
just makes us better whores

go put it in the ground
go bury it somewhere it can't be found
go put it in the ground