Losers 2 - Spanish Love Songs

Staring like a stranger from the dirt field

Across from my childhood home.

Noticed how out of place I looked there.

It’s a place I can’t afford.

When my family lost it back in '08

We swore it was just a setback.

And all we needed was to graduate,

And keep ignoring facts.

«Don't you know you were born to die poor man?

Don’t you know that you’re gonna do yourself in?

And you’ll always wake up tired

Because there’s nowhere we go from here.»

Stuck working at that third job driving

Well-meaning moms to protests for minimum wage.

Still depressed.

Still living for the weekend.

Still terrified to die at your age.

No cancer.

No crash.

It better all go as planned.

Or one day soon you’re not gonna get by.

Know damn well there ain’t a promised land.

The cost of living means the cost to stay alive.

«Don't you know you were born to die poor man?

Don’t you know that you’re gonna do yourself in?

And you’ll always wake up tired

Because there’s nowhere we go from here.»

They say that these are our exciting days.

At least until they ask our age.

Now I’m just a walking tragic ending.

Fuck, I don’t want to be the last one standing.

So I’m leaving the city.

Maybe the country.

Maybe the Earth.

Gotta find a place of my own.

Where the fuck ups aren’t cops

Patrolling neighborhoods they’re afraid of.

And the rest of us won’t burn out

Displacing locals from neighborhoods we’re afraid of.

Know if we weren’t bailed out

Every time by our parents we’d be dead.

What’s gonna happen when they’re dead?

«Don't you know you were born to die poor man?

Don’t you know that you’re gonna do yourself in?

And you’ll always wake up tired

Because there’s nowhere we go from here.»

They say that these are our exciting days.

At least until they ask our age.

Now I’m just a walking tragic ending.

Fuck, I don’t want to be the last one standing.