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Our official music video for 17! Have you been dreaming of achieving a goal ever since you were a kid? You've kept telling yourself that "This is my year!" and it just doesn't pan out? I have and this is dedicated to all of us. All those that feel like a loser and just want to make something of themselves. Videography by Unseen Productions Song engineered and mastered by Joe Evin of @mtmindsrecordingstudio1435 Lyrics: Did I make it home last night? Felt like I was so fucking high Did I leave the light on purposely My heart feels like a thousand degrees Feels like I’m falling with no safety net Feels like my soul is picking rose petals but he loves you not just keeps rolling from the top If only I wasn’t such a loser Here in the sea of faces You can see past the illusion That I’ve been here like a phantom for a generation Your eyes give me glances daggers to my chest Too bad it always ends up I’m the unrequited son of a bitch Did I forget to lock the door? I’ve done it right a thousand times before I’m a fucking crumbling avalanche Decimating my only chance The hangovers worse like a lifting curse With coffee and pictures from the night before To everyone else but I’m under a spell I put on myself If only I wasn’t such a loser Here in the sea of faces You can see past the illusion That I’ve been here like a phantom for a generation Your eyes give me glances daggers to my chest Too bad it always ends up I’m the unrequited son of a bitch I’m a loser, I’m a creep I’m everything you could need Ooo if only, if only, If only I’ve been saying that since I was 17 Ugh, fuck me If only I wasn’t such a loser If only I wasn’t such a loser Here in the sea of faces You can see past the illusion That I’ve been here like a phantom for a generation Your eyes give me glances daggers to my chest Too bad it always ends up I’m the unrequited son of a bitch