"Underachiever" lyrics
People always say be true to yourself
In the ideal situation I'd be anyone else but me
It's fine, your fragile state of mind is just a part of growing up
You'll look back on this time and laugh
Your struggle is your art
But don't struggle too much
You've got a bleeding heart and that's sad
You're mad? Just call your mum and dad and have them smooth a few things over
You're a growing lad
Nothing compares to the life of an underachiever
Burdened in doubt you're your very own self deceiver
Potential is the worst kind of spout that they'll have you believe her
And you try
And you try
And you try
People always say be kind to yourself
If this is really what you wanted, why would you try to suffocate me?
People always say have faith in yourself
If I can get out bed I'll show you just how much I can succeed
Nothing compares to the life of an underachiever
Burdened in doubt you're your very own self deceiver
Potential is the worst kind of spout that they'll have you believe her
And you try
And you try
And you try
People always say look after yourself
If that's the trick of the play, why the fuck did nobody tell me?
People always say don't belittle yourself
If you don't kick up a fuss, who the hell's gonna set yourself free?
Nothing compares to the life of an underachiever
Burdened in doubt you're your very own self deceiver
Potential is the worst kind of spout that they'll have you believe her
And you try
And you try
And you try
And you try
And you try
And you try
They don't care
They don't care
About these teenage shits with painted nails and bleached out shitty hair
They don't care
They don't care
About these teenage shits with painted nails and bleached out shitty hair
They don't care
(Who says it isn't fair?)
They don't care
(Just brush your shitty hair)
About these teenage shits with painted nails and bleached out shitty hair
(Who says it isn't fair? Just brush your shitty hair)
They don't care
(Who says it isn't fair?)
(People always say be true to yourself)
They don't care
(Just brush your shitty hair)
(In the ideal situation I'd be anyone else but me)
About these teenage shits with painted nails and bleached out shitty hair
(Who says it isn't fair? Just brush your shitty hair)
People always say be true to yourself
In the ideal situation I'd be anyone else
In the ideal situation I'd be anyone else but me
It's fine, your fragile state of mind is just a part of growing up
You'll look back on this time and laugh
Your struggle is your art
But don't struggle too much
You've got a bleeding heart and that's sad
You're mad? Just call your mum and dad and have them smooth a few things over
You're a growing lad
Nothing compares to the life of an underachiever
Burdened in doubt you're your very own self deceiver
Potential is the worst kind of spout that they'll have you believe her
And you try
And you try
And you try
People always say be kind to yourself
If this is really what you wanted, why would you try to suffocate me?
People always say have faith in yourself
If I can get out bed I'll show you just how much I can succeed
Nothing compares to the life of an underachiever
Burdened in doubt you're your very own self deceiver
Potential is the worst kind of spout that they'll have you believe her
And you try
And you try
And you try
People always say look after yourself
If that's the trick of the play, why the fuck did nobody tell me?
People always say don't belittle yourself
If you don't kick up a fuss, who the hell's gonna set yourself free?
Nothing compares to the life of an underachiever
Burdened in doubt you're your very own self deceiver
Potential is the worst kind of spout that they'll have you believe her
And you try
And you try
And you try
And you try
And you try
And you try
They don't care
They don't care
About these teenage shits with painted nails and bleached out shitty hair
They don't care
They don't care
About these teenage shits with painted nails and bleached out shitty hair
They don't care
(Who says it isn't fair?)
They don't care
(Just brush your shitty hair)
About these teenage shits with painted nails and bleached out shitty hair
(Who says it isn't fair? Just brush your shitty hair)
They don't care
(Who says it isn't fair?)
(People always say be true to yourself)
They don't care
(Just brush your shitty hair)
(In the ideal situation I'd be anyone else but me)
About these teenage shits with painted nails and bleached out shitty hair
(Who says it isn't fair? Just brush your shitty hair)
People always say be true to yourself
In the ideal situation I'd be anyone else
Writer(s): Stefan Abingdon, Noah Adams
