Losers 2

Staring like a stranger from the dirt field
 Across from my, 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
 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 protest 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
 You know damn well there ain't a promised land
 The cost of living means it costs to stay alive
 Well 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'll 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 wanna 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 fuckups aren't cops
 Patrolling neighborhoods they're afraid of
 And the rest of us won't burn out
 Displacing locals from neighbourhoods we're afraid of
 Now if we weren't bailed out
 Every time by our parents, we'd be dead
 What's gonna happen when they're dead?
 Well 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'll 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 wanna be the last one standing