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I feel like a loser when i’m standing in the shop line And everybody’s somebody I wanna be more like It feels heavy, Sittin’ on my chest And everytime i open my mouth I’m embarrassing myself I got this funny feeling (feeling) Something’s not quite fitting in (fitting in) Sort of like a sickness (sickness) Sick from my existence They say Everything is bigger in my head But i have doubts Why do everyday situations make it hard to leave my house? For fear i’ll Fuck things up, Make a fool, Say somethin’ stupid And I know it sounds just a little bit harsh That I bet against myself to lose Songtexte This voice tells me, To leave this party early, Or better yet, just stay at home, It’s not like anyone will notice Aus Songtexte Mania