I try, I fail
I fail, I try
To fail is art
To art is fail
I try, I fail
The past speaks volumes, volumes that we'll never read
It's safe to say, safe to say we'll never read
Self-belief is not something we like to feed
We like to feed, yeah, we like to feed
The past, well, it says less to us
Less than vaccuous tongues lapping safely
Pressing faded marks into global crotches
This transitory stain that disappears again
Wasting hours of my time doing star jumps in the gym
All to have, all to have a body like him
Wasting hours of my time doing star jumps in the gym
All to have, all to have a body like
Goran Ivanisevic
They try to shape you, twist and contort you
Skeleton keys are much more reliable
Chip, chip away at you, chip, chip away at you
They try to shape you, twist and contort you
Skeleton keys are much more reliable
Chip, chip away at you, chip, chip away at you
You're growing tits like Alan Turing
Wasting hours of my time doing star jumps in the gym
All to have, all to have a body like him
Wasting hours of my time doing star jumps in the gym
All to have, all to have a body like
Goran Ivanisevic
He tried, he failed
He failed, he tried
Goran Ivanisevic, it's time, I think, to make that switch
No masquerade in self-belief, Goran Ivanisevic
Goran Ivansisevic, you tried and failed, iconoclastic!
No masquerade for self-belief, Goran Ivanisevic
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