Centaurus-a Drop Off
Drop Off
Rejection, all down the line
Perfection, gave my best every single time
Being left out, is so frustrating
Sick n' tired, of constantly waiting
My blood, my sweat, my tears, year after year
Constant failure, I can't bare, they don't care
No, no always no, without a f..ckin' reason
I won't bend, I won't beak, just to f..ckin' please'em
Failure is a good old friend
He beats you down, till you get up again
Disappointment, doubts, standing on a thin red line
Get up, get out, get going, or just resign
Deaf dumb blind, stumbling through the dark
No orientation, no senses, no point to mark
The constant drive, convinced I will success
Till the next decay, catches up to me
Cut from the team, objected, showed aside
A fist of broken dreams, emptiness, left behind
My blood, my sweat, my tears, year after year
Constant failure, I can't bare, they don't care
No, no always no, without a f..ckin' reason
I won't bend, I won't beak, just to f..ckin' please'em
Failure is a good old friend
He beats you down, till you get up again
Disappointment, doubts, standing on a thin red line
Get up, get out, get going, or just resign
