Can't Win for Losin' - Ugly Heroes

Please oh please have to me

And lose get off my

Ah yeah yeah yeah

Ah It’s like sometimes I wake up in the days Unraveling

Cereal in the fridge with the milk in the cabinet

Wrong side of the bed want nothing to do with nobody

Stumble out my room like a zombie from walking dead

And I ain’t really slept well hit snooze repeatedly

Thought about booze immediately

Not ‘cause I’ve wanted it only ‘cause I still taste it

Woke up early this morning I didn’t worry but wasted

It was a part of my plan

By the time I hit the shower I was less discouraged

And I started looking less like someone who had just been murdered

I looked around for clean clothes but my laundry was dirty

Stomach rumbling I’m not usually hungry this early

No food in the fridge it’s cold s*** in the crib

I started thinking oh s*** rent due it’s the fifth

Late fees on the sixth to kick me out on the seventh

I think I’ll smoke on an eighth a short relax for a second

No matter how hard I work to be the best person I can be

Completely not the best version excuses for my imperfect execution

I lose when I win only win when I’m losing

No matter how hard I work to be the best person I can be I’m completely

Not the best version excuses for my imperfect execution

I lose when I win only win when I lose

It’s thee incredible anti searching general chain smoking drunk

Who’s eating anything that’s edible not a single bartender that could ever keep

my

Beverage full and never met a dollar in my bank that was expendable

Calling me healthy would be unethical

'Coz I don’t even f****** smoke weed of a slave of medical

Brisk walking hyperventilating who wishes every staircase

Could be an escalator.

Self- deprecating doing haters a favor

When I had too many ladies and I can’t control the hate

And I get on ride with strangers and trying to be in nature

But you two commentators turn me back to a teenager

I’ll F*** you, 'll F*** you

Guess some kind of a mess guess it’s a miracle that I even

Got out of bed.

I got some issues and lord knows

I’ve been down on my lovely, pity this poor soul

No matter how hard I work to be the best person I can be

I’m completely not the best version excuses for my imperfect execution

I lose when I win only win when I’m losing

No matter how hard I work to be the best person I can be I’m completely

Not the best version excuses for my imperfect execution

I lose when I win, only win when I lose