Insania - Born to lose

Child of tomorrow, you'd burn in a fire You would inherit the pain of today World of tomorrow, they call it a cage Lacking an entrance or exit they say I know for all that you will understand I had to lead you onto you own way It's really senseless to believe A loser you were born Oh little child, dry your eyes Child of tomorrow, you'd burn in a fire You would inherit the pain so they say It's really senseless to believe A loser you were born Oh little child, dry your eyes It's really senseless to believe A loser you were born Oh little child, dry your eyes