Текст: Gorilla Biscuits. First Failure.

I've worked so hard on things that never
seemed to pay off. But looking back I
realize they never really meant that
much. And if I let you down, it might not
be the last time. I'm sorry, and I know
how it feels when my eyes see a loser in
the mirror. I think "What did I do?" Sure I
fucked up, but I got back up, so that
loser shit's out the window.
And if I let you down, it might not be the
last time. Cheer up, it will hurt much less
tomorrow. We're all tired of fucking up
and that's not just being sorry. It means
brush the dirt off, get up and try again.

When you're sick of trying, how can you
expext to succeed? I can't recall my first
failure, and I'll forget this one too over
time.
And if you've been let down and if it's not
the first time, cheer up, it will hurt much
less tomorrow. We're all tired of fucking
up and that's not just being sorry. It
means brush the dirt off, get up and try
again.