Lyrics Losers - Sipper

Losers

You hope we make it out alive
So shit, feeling half alive
Half the time, I know
So, we go
High a little and back out
And I felt so proud of it
heads are in the clouds
Till you brought me down
So, tell me did you…
did it make you feel better
All your friends had fun
Why’d you make them watch you cry?
I give out my love
Did you need it in letters?
Felt the light inside me die
Now I get
High a little, then I’m back down
And I’m not so proud of it
Alcohol, a basement, and a couch
Why can’t it be now?
You showed me Bloody Valentine
And «Room on Fire,» the Strokes (the Strokes)
, now we look alike
Put your hands in mine, and I’ll never let them go
We grew up, no fun
Can’t believe we got bigger
All our friends turned out just fine
So, it was almost love
Don’t it feel like forever?
There’s a voice inside my mind
And it goes
Get high a little, then I’m back down
And I’m not so proud of it
Alcohol, a basement, and a couch
Why can’t it be now?
High a little, then I’m back down
And I’m not so proud of it
Alcohol, a basement, and a couch
Why can’t it be now?
(High a little, then I’m back down
And I’m not so proud of it)