Look at all these losers. you find them everywhere. they're fucked 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.