I'm a loser

Try to save it but it doesn't come off the rock
Try to build a wall that is high enough
It's all boiling over

All boiling over

Try to save your house

Try to save your songs

Try to run

But it follows you up a hill

It's all boiling over

All boiling over

Your little voice

Your little voice

No more conversation
No more conversation
You should took me out when you had the chance
You should took me out when you had the chance
All the rooms were numbered
And the losers turned away
Don't turn away
Don't turn away

Cymbal Rush, Thom Yorke