Andrew Underberg、Sam Haft、keith david、Blake Roman - Loser, Baby (Explicit)
So things look bad and your back's against the wall
Your whole existence seems f**king hopeless
You're feelin'filthy as a dive bar bathroom stall
Can't face the world sober and dopeless
You've lost your way
Ya think your life is wrecked
Well, let me just say you're correct
Angel: Wait. What?
You're a loser baby
A loser godd**n baby
You're a fucked up little whiny b***h
Angel: Hey!
You're a loser just like me
Angel: Thanks, asshole
You're a screw's loose boozer. An only one-star-reviews-er
You're a power bottom at rock bottm. But you got company
Angel: This supposed to make me feel better?
There was a time, l thought that no one could relate
To the gruesome ways in which l'm damaged
But lettin' walls down it can sometimes set you straight
We're all living in the same s**t sandwich
Angel: I sold my soul. To a psychopathic freak
Husk laughs: And you think that makes you unique
Get outta here man
We're both losers baby. We're losers it's okay to be a
Angel: Coked-up dick suckin' ho?
Baby that's fine by me
Angel: I'm a loser honey
A schmoozer and a dummy
But at least i know i'm not alone
together: You're a loser just like me
Husk: I got an appetite for gambling
Angel: I got an appetite for sa****n
Every drug gang sex toy i can find
Husk: Go ahead, baby, sing that song, c'mon
Angel: I got no Holes left to deflower
Husk: I sold my soul to save my power
Now l'm on that demon's leash
together: I'm trapped and it gets worse with every hour
Angel: You're aloser baby
Husk: A loser but just maybe
both: If we eat shit together. Things will End up differently
Husk: It's time to lose your self-loathing. Excuse yourself let hope in
Baby play Your card be who you are
both: A loser
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Andrew Underberg、Sam Haft、keith david、Blake Roman - Loser, Baby (Explicit)
So things look bad and your back's against the wall
Your whole existence seems f**king hopeless
You're feelin'filthy as a dive bar bathroom stall
Can't face the world sober and dopeless
You've lost your way
Ya think your life is wrecked
Well, let me just say you're correct
Angel: Wait. What?
You're a loser baby
A loser godd**n baby
You're a fucked up little whiny b***h
Angel: Hey!
You're a loser just like me
Angel: Thanks, asshole
You're a screw's loose boozer. An only one-star-reviews-er
You're a power bottom at rock bottm. But you got company
Angel: This supposed to make me feel better?
There was a time, l thought that no one could relate
To the gruesome ways in which l'm damaged
But lettin' walls down it can sometimes set you straight
We're all living in the same s**t sandwich
Angel: I sold my soul. To a psychopathic freak
Husk laughs: And you think that makes you unique
Get outta here man
We're both losers baby. We're losers it's okay to be a
Angel: Coked-up dick suckin' ho?
Baby that's fine by me
Angel: I'm a loser honey
A schmoozer and a dummy
But at least i know i'm not alone
together: You're a loser just like me
Husk: I got an appetite for gambling
Angel: I got an appetite for sa****n
Every drug gang sex toy i can find
Husk: Go ahead, baby, sing that song, c'mon
Angel: I got no Holes left to deflower
Husk: I sold my soul to save my power
Now l'm on that demon's leash
together: I'm trapped and it gets worse with every hour
Angel: You're aloser baby
Husk: A loser but just maybe
both: If we eat shit together. Things will End up differently
Husk: It's time to lose your self-loathing. Excuse yourself let hope in
Baby play Your card be who you are
both: A loser
Just… Like…