Sick Of This Place
I had a dream that someday I could someday I would be the president
now I know I'll never be a functional member of this so-called society
Well I know you call me "loser"
I don't mind, I love being a loser
But I keep on trying, yeah
but it's so hard to try when I don't care, I don't care
I'm sick of this place, I don't care
I've lost so much faith already, I don't care
Three words that I hate saying, I don't care
I'm just frustrated maybe
I had a dream that someday I could someday I would be a member of this society
Now I know I'll never be the things that they expect from me
it stands for weakened or for sick or wounded at all
Well I know you call me "loser"
I don't mind, I love being a loser
But I keep on trying, yeah
but it's so hard to try when I don't care, I don't care
I'm sick of this place, I don't care
I've lost so much faith already, I don't care
Three words that I hate saying, I don't care
I'm just frustrated maybe
Harto de Este Lugar
Soñé que algún día podría ser presidente
ahora sé que nunca seré un miembro funcional de esta llamada sociedad
Sé que me llamas 'perdedor'
No me importa, me encanta ser un perdedor
Pero sigo intentándolo, sí
pero es tan difícil intentar cuando no me importa, no me importa
Estoy harto de este lugar, no me importa
Ya he perdido tanta fe, no me importa
Tres palabras que odio decir, no me importa
Quizás solo estoy frustrado
Soñé que algún día podría ser un miembro de esta sociedad
Ahora sé que nunca seré lo que esperan de mí
significa debilitado o enfermo o herido en absoluto
Sé que me llamas 'perdedor'
No me importa, me encanta ser un perdedor
Pero sigo intentándolo, sí
pero es tan difícil intentar cuando no me importa, no me importa
Estoy harto de este lugar, no me importa
Ya he perdido tanta fe, no me importa
Tres palabras que odio decir, no me importa
Quizás solo estoy frustrado
Escrita por: Bill Mallonee