The baudelaires

Proud losers

The baudelaires
I find myself all alone
Again as you see
I know you're not surprised
You're not surprised cause it's just me
It's a habit

Mama's crying she made a pool
I don't know what to do
Give her some money and maybe she'll stop
Alright...cause
She don't have it

We're proud losers the world chose us and we ain't gonna stop
The end will be beautiful but the middle is fucked up
Sometimes i feel like i should
Run away from here, stop talking don't give satisfactions
Like a rabbit

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