I'd like to thank you all for having menIn this village filled with tragedynThis is something you won't want to missnI swear it doesn't have to be like thisnnReject these who ain't rejectnBlood spills for who ain't been blessednWe'll stay true while you obsessnWe'll see who wakes up nextnnHere's to The LosersnThe substance abersnThe beaten and broken downnDon't look nownAll the bluest skies are turning blacknnFeels like a killer on the loose againnSave me from this pool of blood I'm drowning innSo be thankful for all this steam my friendsnAnd at giving time we all give innnReject these who ain't rejectnBlood spills for who ain't been blessednWe'll stay true while you obsessnWe'll see who wakes up nextnnHere's to The LosersnThe substance abusersnThe beaten and broken downnDon't look nownAll the bluest skies are turning blacknnLet's remember this daynWhen we're sober againnThere's nothing left they can saynWhatever they take they can't take that awaynnHere's to The LosersnThe substance abusersnThe beaten and broken downnDon't look nownAll the bluest skies are turning blacknnSkies are turning blacknnHere's to The Losersn(Skies are turning black)nSubstance abusersn(Skies are turning black)nHere's to The Losers