Angel Dust and Husk - Hazbin Hotel by Neytirix on DeviantArt (original) (raw)

šŸŽ¶ā™ ļøSo things look bad and your backā€™s against the wall

Your whole existence seems fuckinā€™ hopeless

Youā€™re feelinā€™ filthy as a dive bar bathroom stall

Canā€™t face the world sober and dopeless

Youā€™ve lost your way, you think your life is wrecked

Well, let me just say youā€™reā€¦ correct (šŸ’œWait, what?)

ā™ ļøYouā€™re a loser, baby

A loser, goddamn baby

Youā€™re a fucked up little whiny bitch (šŸ’œHey!)

ā™ ļøYouā€™re a loser just like me (šŸ’œThanks, asshole(!))

ā™ ļøYouā€™re a screws-loose boozer

An only one-star reviews-er

A power bottom at rock bottom

But youā€™ve got company (šŸ’œThis supposed to make me feel better?!)

ā™ ļøThere was a time I thought that no one could relate

To the gruesome ways in which Iā€™m damaged

But lettinā€™ walls down, it can sometimes set you straight!

Weā€™re all livinā€™ in the same shit sandwich

šŸ’œI sold my soul to a psychopathic freak

ā™ ļøHaha! And you think that makes you unique?

Get outta here, man!

Weā€™re both losers, baby

Weā€™re losers, itā€™s okay to be a-

šŸ’œCoked-up, dick-suckinā€™ ho?

ā™ ļøBaby, thatā€™s fine by me

šŸ’œIā€™m a loser, honey

A schmoozer and a dummy

But at least I know Iā€™m not alone

ā™ ļøYouā€™re a loser ā™ ļøšŸ’œjust like me

ā™ ļøI got an appetite for gamblinā€™

šŸ’œI got an appetite for samplinā€™

Every drug and sex toy I can find

ā™ ļøGo ahead, baby, sing that song, come on!

šŸ’œI got no holes left to deflower

ā™ ļøI sold my soul to save my power

Now Iā€™m on that demonā€™s leash

ā™ ļøšŸ’œIā€™m trapped and it gets worse with every hour

šŸ’œYouā€™re a loser, baby

ā™ ļøA loser, but just maybe if we

ā™ ļøšŸ’œEat shit together

Things will end up differently

ā™ ļøItā€™s time to lose your self-loathinā€™

Excuse yourself, let hope in, baby

Play your card, be who you are

ā™ ļøšŸ’œA loserā€¦ justā€¦ likeā€¦ šŸŽ¶

šŸ¦ˆThere he is! Theyā€™re fuckinā€™ singinā€™?!