Letra de Late Bloomer

The old contagious
Second rate first born
Even though it fits them well
Just the same favorite
Third person sing along
Then again it fits me well
What more is there?
When number one
Keeps such good company
It's either sink or sink
Vanity alone makes it worth the wait
Wait, wait
Making something of myself
Makes me feel like someone else
Useless bastard, stay inside