Mr. Failure

You know me... You know what I do... You know who I am... And you know what I be... When I was born, I thought I'd be the best I thought I'd be able to find success But all of my efforts were straight up messes Couldn't ever get it right, I couldn't get with it But I tried harder and harder, never ceasing to stop I thought there'd be a moment where I'd be on top Um... Nope! I dig myself a deeper ditch Getting myself on the worst of all time list I'm not quick and witty, my name ain't Bart I don't know shit, how can I be smart? If I keep doing the same damn mistakes And I keep filling myself with lots of hate My name's Mr. Failure cause that's what I do I play the part of an ignorant fool... Who gets too caught up in his own thoughts Never knowing his limits nor when to stop I'm just a failure in life I'm just a failure in life I'm just a failure in life Call me Mr. Failure Now Mr. Failure couldn't let things go Couldn't handle emotions, never had control Was a bubble boy, didn't want to see it burst He says his life is the best but it's really the worst Went after anyone who dared came his way Because he didn't like the words they said When the truth came to him, he would burst to tears As if it were the end of his entire career And you have to wonder about his circumstance How can a guy blow chance after chance? And never seem to learn from any of his mistakes It pisses people off, including me for christ's sake This song is all about me, and how can I avoid it? Now I'm Chasing Amy, how the f*ck did I blow it? I know how, but I'll never realize Because if I did then I might as well die I'm just a failure in life I'm just a failure in life I'm just a failure in life Call me Mr. Failure I jump head on attempting to be cool with the shades But all I end up doing is getting myself played The thing I think I want is popularity But when I get it, oh boy is it scary Appeasing the crowds, making sure you don't f*ck up Filtering the dumb shit, knowing exactly when to shut up And if you say dumb shit then well, you're fucked And when you ain't got no chance in hell then well, you suck I've read lots of guides on how to be successful But then I get no results and my life gets stressful How am I supposed to know what the people want? How am I supposed to gain status that people flaunt? All I want to do is make art but I'm stuck in a game Where I am crazy, twisted and deranged They call it life, but I'm autistic, I ain't right I'm Mr. Failure and I wish I had might