The Losers - Adema

I’d like to thank you all for having me in this village filled with tragedy

This is something you won’t wanna miss

I swear, it doesn’t have to be like this

Check these fools that ain’t been checked, bless this food that ain’t been

blessed

We’ll stay true while you obsess with who knows who and what comes next

Here’s to the losers, the substance abusers

The beaten and broken down

But don’t look now, all the blueish skies are turning black

There’s a killer on the loose again, save me from the pool of blood

I’m drowning in

So be thankful for this day my friend, at any given time it all could end

Check these fools that ain’t been checked, bless this food that ain’t been

blessed

We’ll stay true while you obsess with who knows who and what comes next

Here’s to the losers, the substance abusers

The beaten and broken down

But don’t look now, all the blueish skies are turning black

Let’s remember this day when we’re sober again

There’s nothing that they can say, that can ever take, take, take that away

Here’s to the losers, the substance abusers

The beaten and broken down

But don’t look now, all the blueish skies are turning black

Skies are turning black

(Here's to the losers)

Skies are turning black

(Substance abusers)

Skies are turning black

(Here's to the losers)