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 lo sers
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 lo sers The ones like you and the ones like me
My therapist is a good bartender Heartbreakers and two month benders
Bad times that we can't forget and Good times that we won't remember
Raise 'em up when we hear a sad song Love the cry of the steel guitar
No way to change the way we are
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