I’ll never fit the pants of a singer
I lack the lungs of a winner
I am failure’s dead ringer
I’ve got the marks of a sinner
You’ve got to pick yourself up by the bootstraps
Just ignore them when they laugh
Make it a point to now walk taller
Keep your chin up on the behalf
Of every beautiful rejection
With their own ugly reflection
To anyone who’s ever never felt the same
You, Me, and Everyone We Know <--- I think I love them. And this song- Bootstraps.
I just came across them and, uh, I've already fallen head over heels in love. ;)
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