The psych ward is for losers
You bet ya ****** oathe mate
Their losers
The psych ward is for losers
Only losers go there
You see I hate the psych ward
It is for people worst than me
I don’t belong in the psych ward
No I ****** don’t
I prefer to be free mate
Never locked away in there
The psych ward is for losers
Losers they are
I prefer people who try and keep out of trouble
And I know it will be easy
All I gotta do is keep out
The psych ward have problem people
Like yellers and sick people
I want them to get better
But I don’t want to be with them
The psych ward is for losers
Oh yeah mate for losers
The psych ward is for losers
Oh yeah bow bow it is

So tired of playing
The same old worn out games
With a nickle and a song
Lifting my own name

Thinking out loud
That I can save myself
You see if not me
Then I ask who else

I'd be rich if I could
Sell off all this shame
Bottled tight up inside
But can't give any of it away

I keep holding out
One of the proud
Jesus is for losers
That's what I'm all about

He takes me just as I am
Down upon my knees
Jesus is for losers
And yes that would be me

I show up right on time
To my own open grave
Stinking to high heaven
Where sin has me its slave

Find I'm drowning in
My own wishing well
Thought back then that I could swim
These days not so well

Got it all locked up tight
Yet I myself have no key
In which to open up
This hardened heart in me

Randomly beat
Facing defeat
Jesus is for losers
I'm pointing fingers at me

Wondering at how
I became part of the crowd
Jesus is for losers
I'll take all that I'm allowed

Never much
On push and shove
Jesus is for losers
When you've had enough

Just as I am
Least we forget
Jesus is for losers
Are we not all there yet...

In the historical state of winners
only the losers look like villains
never do you hear of Nero being a good actor
even a true advocate of the arts

They say even ****** loved his dog
just did not love Germany like a German
and when his wicked empire fell
he wanted all his kin to go to hell

But not all losers are losers
some rise again in vengeance
to right the wrongs
but come to bitter ends

Some of the good will always be hidden
so smart in metamorphic states
they know the art of transition
an art from our place

Never take history as what is said
for half will be full of untruths and lies
never believe a dragon
if it has a forked tongue and snakes eyes

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris