Lyrics: Andrew Underberg/Sam Haft
Music: Andrew Underberg/Sam Haft
So things look bad and your back's against the wall
Your whole existence seems ****ing 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 ****ed up little whiny bitch (hey!)
You're a loser just like me (thanks, asshole)
You're a screws-loose boozer, an only one-star reviewser
You're a power bottom at rock bottom
And you've got company (is this supposed to make me feel better?)
There was a time when I thought 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
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 ho
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 yourself, loathing, excuse yourself
Let's hope in, baby, play your cards, be who you are
A loser just like me
There he is!
Oh, they're ****ing singing!