Late Bloomer Lyrics


The old contagious second-rate first born

Even though it fits them well

Just the same favorite third person sing along

Then again it fits me well

Fits me well

Fits me well

What more is there?

When number one keeps such good company

Its either sink or sink

Vanity alone makes it worth the wait

Wait

Wait

Wait

Making something of myself

Makes me feel like someone else

Useless bastard

Stay inside