Songtext von Almost Superstars

Why must I fit into the mold? Why must I do what I am told? Getting tired of expectations Getting tired of trying to fake it You see I'm a small winner bleeding at the finish line It's no use We're living in a world of almost superstars Makes me feel ashamed of what I am And what we are But it's alright It's alright It’s alright I will find the time, the place, the way, the will To be me Am I delicious to the touch? Am I enough, but not too much? If I take it off real slow? Will you want me so much more? You see I'm a small winner bleeding at the finish line It's no use We're living in a world of almost superstars Makes me feel ashamed of what I am And what we are But it's alright It's alright It’s alright I will find the time, the place, the way, the will To be me Can't you see it coming? The roar of my success I've been waiting for it Been waiting in this brand new dress I'm a small winner bleeding at the finish line