Clark Kent Phone Booth - Born To Lose lyrics

Shy boys sitting near the tracks Of an unknown station Still theyre waiting for that train Guess they call it Hope In this world that blows away our own words In this world that breaks down promises In this world that turns us into robots In this world be stronger than your mask Born to losealive to win Born to losealive to win We are just like open books with a secret code We put lots of pages deep inside our soul Though we were born to lose With many tracks to choose Since tonight Were alive to win Rifles in a baby carriage When the moon gets bloody red Serious as a prayerbook Riots in the avenues CHORUS Lets wake our hidden nests up Lets wear what we have inside Though it could be not in style, Its what we really are In this world where people are forgotten In this world remember who you were And where you came from