"Losers Club" lyrics

"Losers Club"

I said this time last year that we'd be gone but we're still here
Just waiting for our turn to go but no one seems to notice
We're still swimming upstream with the best of us
Another summer passes by like water through our fingers
Crow's feet creep a little deeper, creasing like a piece of paper
But origami never seemed so beautiful

"Pack it in, give it up, and let it go
You'll only be the winner of the losers club"
Is what the cool kids say when the going gets too tough
So I laugh it off, live it up, and let it slide
I light a cigarette and try another time
What's the point of living if you never strive for more?
But I'm not keeping score

We were once so young and dumb when the whole world seemed to notice us
We used to care so much about the pimples on our faces
No one ever told us it's the words that stay
We used to daydream about the things we've come to call mundane
Always keeping our eyes fixed upon the next thing that we think we need
If only we could let the moment soak in

"Pack it in, give it up, and let it go
You'll only be the winner of the losers club"
Is what the cool kids say when the going gets too tough
So I laugh it off, live it up, and let it slide
I light a cigarette and try another time
What's the point of living if you never strive for more?
I'm not keeping score

Because in the end the cool kids wind up just as miserable
Maybe the only way to win the game is not to play at all

"Pack it in, give it up, and let it go
You'll only be the winner of the losers club"
Is what the cool kids say when the going gets too tough
So I laugh it off, live it up, and let it slide
I light a cigarette and try another time
What's the point of living if you never strive for more?
But I'm not keeping score


Writer(s): Austin Durry
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