Losers - Post Malone
Last callers, last chancers 9-to-5ers, truckers, dancers
Couple chuck's, ern's, and chandler's With a whole lotta prayers unanswered
Whiskey by noon and beer before that Southbound train on a hellbound track
Might just put two middle fingers up And throw one back for all the
People who ain't never felt at home Just spinnin' on a rock and gettin' stoned
* Yeah, this one's for the losers
The outcasts, and the sinners The ain't-never-been-no-winners
Let's hear it for the losers
Ain't got nowhere to fit in There's a place you can always get in (Oh)
You might be lonely, but you're never alone
You're right here where you're supposed to be
Right here with all the losers The ones like you and the ones like me
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