Besedila: Offspring, The. Get It Right.

I've been told that to get what you want

You just gotta give what you can

But I know for what I want it don't come easy as that

They say, "Look out, boy

Tomorrow comes and things will look better by then."

But I'll look out the window

Then look in the mirror at the same old me again



Still can't get it right

And for all I know

I swear I never will



Do you think you'd sell your soul

To just have one thing to turn out right?

For the thousandth time you turn and find

That it just makes no difference to try

Like Holden Caulfield, I tell myself

There's got to be a better way

Then I lay in bed and stare at the ceiling

Dream of brighter days



No way out

Same old stuff always drags me down

No way out

Never gonna get it