born just to lose

there's never proper ending for the tale
of how i got here though it well begin
for i am absolutely made of fail

hammer will smash the thumb and not the nail
a razor's edge will prove it's far too thin
there's never proper ending for the tale

only the dizzy look over the rail
our remains will be cast into the bin
for i am absolutely made of fail

i'd get there faster if i were a snail
or other beings of that tiny kin
there's never proper ending for the tale

i thought that i heard a most friendly hail
my heart was pierced by a large sharp tent-pin
for i am absolutely made of fail

it does not matter what the scope or scale
i'm not the one's been chosen for the win
there's never proper ending for the tale
for i am absolutely made of fail