LYRICS GAME

Success has many fathers

Failure's an orphan

For those who suffer, heaven at last

Eases the rage

What I carry on my shoulders

Is mine and only mine

I bear it without begging for blessing or grief

Viler is to scorn

What can't be had

You live so scattered, you look around too much

Can't see the future is yours to make

'Cause failure's gone to your head

You pin the blame on others for not having more

You say the grapes are green, yet you find no peace

'Cause failure's gone to your head

The maestro said it well

The offense is personal

Whoever points at the traitor

Is the one who was betrayed

Already knows what it's like to fall

At least tried to stand tall

And, victim of himself, despises what he'll never have

The greenest is always beyond

What can be had

You live so scattered, you look around too much

Can't see the future is yours to make

'Cause failure's gone to your head

You pin the blame on others for not having more

You say the grapes are green, yet you find no peace

'Cause failure's gone to your head

You live so scattered, you look around too much

Can't see the future is yours to make

'Cause failure's gone to your head

You pin the blame on others for not having more

You say the grapes are green, yet you find no peace

'Cause failure's gone to your head

'cause failure's gone to your head

'cause failure's gone to your head