Born To Lose Lyrics - Clark Kent Phone Booth

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