Losers (Etc Version)

We're gonna waste the days getting

outpriced of our apartments.

Hoping we don't go homeless.

We sure as shit ain't moving home.

Watching television we're stealing from our parents.

So many opinions on how we live,

But there's no option for even how to get out of bed.

My bleak mind says it's cheaper just to die.

The prick inside my head's laid off and daring me to try.

My bleak mind says this is all you get.

Hoping all this time but all you'll find is

It gets harder, doesn't it?

Won't see the doctor until I'm down on my knees.

Blacking out in strip malls to avoid

taking care of what's in front of me.

So I'll live my life off points from credit card financing,

And you'll stay stuck losing your jobs,

Let's watch these options pile up.

Or let's ask for help?

We replaced my broken mattress with

another hand me down.

Talking nightly about nothing.

Feels like giving up somehow.

Haven't we faced enough

To know this is how it goes?

We're mediocre. We're losers.

Forever.