A star has seven points of interest
Each one will represent a different point of view
We spin the star into a checklist
Thats how we choose which is more important to our sale
A list of every living thing
It feels so urinary
It seems like nothing else could sting
Like when you lose and its early on
You waste your time not winning these
And you will die like a loser that has not won
You are a loser and you know it
If you could change you would just be a loser again
You hate yourself and you should show it
Or give it up and rise above the land of feeble men
It seems like nothing else could sting
Like when you lose and its early
A loser born into the ring
Of other losers just crowded on each other