Song Description
This was writen early in the carrer of red river and was immediatly intended to really taken use of for a whille, but whille sitting in a studio with some spair time paul (drums) decided to bang out this song thinking notting of it. Later the entire track was layed down and it ended up being one of red rivers most popular songs.
| Song Length |
4:08 |
Genre |
Rock - Hard Rock, Rock - Grunge |
| Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Worried, Insufferable |
Subject |
Unrequited Love, Life |
| Similar Artists |
Nirvana, Ugly Kid Joe |
Language |
English |
| Era |
1990 - 1999 |
| |
Lyrics
Looser
V1
Born on the wing of a broken spring rugged like hell itself
Dragged up through youth and only to prove a tornado hiding its face
So don?t feel down about this hang?n around, I did it once myself
The storm can hide but its building inside sometimes I scare myself
She said?.
Bridge
She thinks I?m a looser, she thinks I?m a looser, she thinks I?m a looser but she thinks wrong.
I?ll show her different, I?ll show her different, I?ll show her different I?ll show her she?s been wrong all along,
And she might not like what she finds
Chorus
But I cant help but think she might be rite
And I cant seem to find words that are rite
You?ve got to wonder bout the innocence of all my white lies
And I cant help, I cant help that what if, what if its all a lie!
V2
I crawled on my hands across the desert sands finally found paradise
My tornado could rest a weight off my chest
Then she?s kick?n dirt in my eyes
Screaming??
Bridge
She thinks I?m a looser, she thinks I?m a looser, she thinks I?m a looser
Well fuck her man!
I?ll show her different, I?ll show her different, I?ll show her different I?ll show her she?s been wrong all along,
And she might not like what she finds
Chorus
But I cant help but think she might be rite
And I cant seem to find words that are rite
You?ve got to wonder bout the innocence of all my white lies
And I cant help, I cant help that what if, what if its all a lie!
Breakdown (drums and bass)
Builds up into solo
Chorus
But I cant help but think she might be rite
And I cant seem to find words that are rite
You?ve got to wonder bout the innocence of all my white lies
And I cant help, I cant help that what if, what if its all a lie!
Chorus
(Varied singing)
I know that I?m hopelessly directed
I cant fail this test its my gun that?s at my head
So what am I, what am I, what am I, what I,
What if its all a lie!
The end (thank fuck for that)