Someone's got it in for me I don't want your sympathy Life just never turned out how I wanted it to Could have been a shooting star Should have made it past the bar Would have been a winner if I ever got that far
What a state I'm in My self-pitying Here's another victim Singing suffering
If only I had made the grade Been more loved, been less afraid I only I had scored the goal Got the girl, or even played
What a state I'm in My self-pitying Here's another victim Singing suffering
Fall, let it fall away to be born again And oh... let it fall away To be born again To be born again To be born again
My life's turned to minor chords Lose a son and life's a bore Can't see the point in living in the fashion anymore
What a state I'm in My self-pitying Here's another victim Selling suffering
Fall, let it fall away to be born again And oh... let it fall away To be born again To be born again To be born again
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