Loser, Baby
So things look bad and your back's against the wall
Your whole existence seems fucking hopeless
You're feeling filthy as a dive bar bathroom stall
Can't face the world sober and dopeless
You've lost your way
You think your life is wrecked
Well, let me just say you're correct (wait, what?)
You're a loser, baby
A loser, goddamn baby
You're a fucked-up little whiny bitch (hey)
You're a loser just like me (thanks, asshole)
You're a screw-loose boozer and only one-star reviews-er
You're a power bottom at rock bottom
But you got company (this supposed to make me feel better?)
There was a time I thought that no one could relate
To the gruesome ways in which I'm damaged
But letting walls down, it can sometimes set you straight
We're all living in the same shit sandwich
I sold my soul to a psychopathic freak
Ha-ha! And you think that makes you unique?
Get out of here, man
We're both losers, baby, we're losers
It's okay to be a (coked-up dick-sucking hoe)
Baby, that's fine by me
I'm a loser, honey
A schmoozer and a dummy
But at least I know I'm not alone (you're a loser just like me)
I got an appetite for gambling
I got an appetite for sampling
Every drug and sex toy I can find
Go ahead, baby, sing that song
Come on
I got no holes left to deflower
I sold my soul to save my power
Now I'm on that demon's leash
I'm trapped and it gets worse with every hour
You're a loser, baby
A loser, but just maybe if we eat shit together
Things will end up differently
It's time to lose your self-loathing and excuse yourself
Let hope in, baby
Play your card, be who you are
A loser just like me
Your whole existence seems fucking hopeless
You're feeling filthy as a dive bar bathroom stall
Can't face the world sober and dopeless
You've lost your way
You think your life is wrecked
Well, let me just say you're correct (wait, what?)
You're a loser, baby
A loser, goddamn baby
You're a fucked-up little whiny bitch (hey)
You're a loser just like me (thanks, asshole)
You're a screw-loose boozer and only one-star reviews-er
You're a power bottom at rock bottom
But you got company (this supposed to make me feel better?)
There was a time I thought that no one could relate
To the gruesome ways in which I'm damaged
But letting walls down, it can sometimes set you straight
We're all living in the same shit sandwich
I sold my soul to a psychopathic freak
Ha-ha! And you think that makes you unique?
Get out of here, man
We're both losers, baby, we're losers
It's okay to be a (coked-up dick-sucking hoe)
Baby, that's fine by me
I'm a loser, honey
A schmoozer and a dummy
But at least I know I'm not alone (you're a loser just like me)
I got an appetite for gambling
I got an appetite for sampling
Every drug and sex toy I can find
Go ahead, baby, sing that song
Come on
I got no holes left to deflower
I sold my soul to save my power
Now I'm on that demon's leash
I'm trapped and it gets worse with every hour
You're a loser, baby
A loser, but just maybe if we eat shit together
Things will end up differently
It's time to lose your self-loathing and excuse yourself
Let hope in, baby
Play your card, be who you are
A loser just like me
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Writer(s): Andrew Underberg, Samuel Haft
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