loser feat fidlar

Goldfinger

Two, three, four, five, six

I cut my nose to spite my face
And I bite my tongue cause I love the taste and
Everybody knows that I m a loser

Cutting lines in the bathroom
Can t stop getting high
Smoking in the back room
Drink until I m lying
Face down in the van
Not like I m a Superman
But I m fucking flying
Then I crash land
Into another green room
Touring never ends
Making all these plans
That we won t do in the end
Make out, make it quick
Fall in love with every chick
Can I use your shower?
And then I dip

It s not like I m trying to live my life
Like I am stuck in 1999

I cut my nose to spite my face
And I bite my tongue cause I love the taste and
Everybody knows that I m a loser
(Everybody knows that I m a loser)
Yeah, everybody knows that I m a loser, loser
(Everybody knows that I m a loser, loser)

I m smoking ice in the bathroom
I m in paradise
And I m picking at my face
Then I m picking up a fight
Face straight in a can
Lickin every ounce I can
Then I m fucking flying, ah
You keep looking at me like you want some
You keep fucking with me, then you get some
I hit another bump, then another one
And another one
And another one

It s not like I m trying to live my life
Like I am stuck in 1999

(I m picking it up)
(I m picking it up)

I cut my nose to spite my face
And I bite my tongue cause I love the taste and
Everybody knows that I m a loser
(Everybody knows that I m a loser)
Yeah, everybody knows that I m a loser, loser
(Everybody knows that I m a loser, loser)

(I m picking it up)
(I m picking it up)