I’m afraid I’m afraid of failing/ I put my soul into the songs I’m making/ So when they fold cos no-one will rate them/ Then my whole confidence is shaken/ But I’m told everyone has bad days/ And I know that the music I make/ Fills a hole that nobody has braved/ Cos most rappers still think that trap’s great/ *Raspberry* Michael Jordan lost nearly 300 games/ Harrison Ford was told that he’d never make/ It, he tried for two years then landed a role/ As an uncredited part in a film you don’t know/ Charles Darwin dropped out of college twice though/ And was stopped from travelling cos of the shape of his nose/ Which was supposed to prove he couldn’t handle the trip/ But he went in the end, and was immediately sick/ Van Gogh sold one painting in his lifetime/ Richard Branson’s Mum had to give him a lifeline/ She re-mortgaged her house to pay off his debt/ Cos some of the records he sold weren’t labelled correct/ And he got hit up for tax and a big fine/ And James Dyson owes a lot to his wife/ She gave art lessons to help prop his business up/ While he made prototypes, and most didn’t work/ But when he nailed it was taken to retailers/ Who said it wouldn’t sell and dubbed it as a failure/ 5 elections were lost by Churchill/ And Star Wars was rejected by Universal// CHORUS x2 It’s ok to fail/ It’s ok to suck/ But it’s only ok if you pick yourself up/ It’s ok to lose/ If you fall then stand/ Doubt kills more dreams than failure can// So if you don’t succeed/ Try again/ It’s funny how life depends/ On your shite attempts/ Cos as one door shuts, a window opens/ A lot of us don’t see it we just stare at the closed ones/ And hope does nothing, like thoughts and prayers/ It’s nice to have faith but nought compares/ To a get up and go, a little effort can show ya/ That the bend in the road is not a permanent closure/ It’s not a reason to stop, if your belief in a God/ Helps you keep on your plod and eases the fog/ Just don’t stop others needing their Gods/ Everyone looks up to someone, believe it or not/ We need role models, whatever they do/ But don’t think for a second that they’re better than you/ They gotta crap, sleep and eat, put up with junk mail/ Pay bills, make small talk and most of all, fail// CHORUS x2 It’s ok to fail/ It’s ok to suck/ But it’s only ok if you pick yourself up/ It’s ok to lose/ If you fall then stand/ Doubt kills more dreams than failure can// I failed my driving test no less than three times/ First two were nightmares the third I was robbed blind/ By the fourth one it felt like the examiner was kind/ And took pity on the guy who failed all the time/ Went to Uni to study, accountancy/ Managed a year, but was meant to be around for three/ I did one and left it, cos although I was accepted/ I failed to get it while 18 year olds bested it/ And it’s a similar story with the rest of it/ I failed to bring Sinoptic off a precipice/ Cos I was stressed with it, I let my head just quit/ And chose the easy route instead of grit/ And my failures eat me alive daily/ But one day my vital organs might fail me/ So I keep facing my failures because/ One day I may not be able to get up// CHORUS x4 It’s ok to fail/ It’s ok to suck/ But it’s only ok if you pick yourself up/ It’s ok to lose/ If you fall then stand/ Doubt kills more dreams than failure can//