self-fulfilling failure prophecy

Lyrics

[Verse: POPY] I'm nervous, quite imperfect Putting myself out for the world to see It's hard for me to figure out lately why Many people say I sound just fine Yet my mind doesn't accept any answer other than failure, really It's easier to give up and say you tried Than try to change at all and put in effort that takes time Bravery is a leap of faith where no one will back up your vibe But, I worry I should go back and rewind [Chorus: POPY] Call me a Beyblade the way I spin 'round the drain I fuck up so much that loser's my middle name Set my mode to easy, but I still lose every game Failure's not a concept but a title held with no shame All my life, other people always called me lame My mind's wound differently, but I'm always against the grain Fell off, like I fucked up my special in a fighting game Failure's not a concept but a title held with no shame [Verse: POPY] It's easy for you to say otherwise when I'm falling straight to my old habits I've regressed back on my word after I tried to Break to new times rather than be passive No linear passage As much as I try, I'm falling straight to my old habits No linear passage As much as I cry, still fallen back to useless habits [Verse: POPY] It's easier to give up, to throw the towel up Others wish my time was up, but I refuse to give up I work until the sun comes up Tie my self worth higher up, put my self esteem higher up But, I'll never give up [Chorus: POPY] Call me a Beyblade the way I spin 'round the drain I fuck up so much that loser's my middle name Set my mode to easy, but I still lose every game Failure's not a concept but a title held with no shame All my life, other people always called me lame My mind's wound differently, but I'm always against the grain Fell off, like I fucked up my special in a fighting game Failure's not a concept but a title held with no shame