NOT A SECRET LOSER.

I’m not a so secret loser
Dragging all around me down
Not a secret loser, loser
Forced to make others pay with me.

Seeing is not believing
It don’t mean a thing
Although it appears to be
The loser is still the king.

I have not the energy
To deny what I must be
Cannot pretend it’s alright
That all the pain isn’t real.

I’m not a so secret loser …

No other sunny Monday morn
Destroy the hope when I was born
Lost the enthusiasm
To represent a life that breaths.

I’m not a so secret loser …

Now sad in dejection
Must raise my head to try again
And lose it like the last.

I’m not a so secret loser …

Never to know why
This path I had to tread
Cannot stop the rot
That seeps into my head.

And it is just another dead pan day
No horizon, no retreat
Dull and dark to symptomise
This feeling in my heart

And I am not a loser…

Trepidation left the home made for it
Out into the anguish
That lies inside my heart.

Criticism the knife that kills
Tear into my soul
Love the drug I need
To hold this soul together.

I’m not a so secret loser …

Thank god for legal lies
To fill my head with liquid dreams
Slow death no death just peace – at last.

GRUM