Winners Lyrics

When we were young we were born to be hopeless

We didn't know it but we wanted to be soulless

'Cause now when we come out it's like headlights on a dear

It's so cliche but it's so full of fear and

What's the deal with what's up to date

We scream for unity through all the summer hate

It's getting crazy and it's driving me manic

But I'm still a fucking sweetheart and a punk lust romantic

We paint a picture of what's inside

And we cut it out of the picture

I see my face but I'm not inside

My own picture

And it's enough

And it's enough

'Cause if you wanna win you're gonna wake up loosing

If I don't know where it's at I'm gonna struggle with choosing

It's like passing through a door instead jumping through a window

'Cause without the context of the full situation we just

Paint a picture of what's inside

And we cut it out of the picture

I see my face but I'm not inside

My own picture

I can't stop looking though I've had enough

But I just guess that's just growing up and

I see my face but I'm not inside

My own picture

And it's enough

And it's enough

And it's enough

And it's enough

Why