[Pooch]
Maybe it's me, maybe I'm the trouble
The fly-down, snot-nosed loser of late
It follows, yeah, it follows
Oh, the past was fun, yeah
But stupid fun
With flailing accidental success
A time that feels so trivial
In the rear-view

And I didn't give a fuck
What anybody said
Oh, no I didn't give a fuck
About babes or brands or bread
It was me, my Amy, and ego makes three

But now I'm thirsty
So thirsty
And although jealousy's my fuel
Validation, as a rule, is what I crave me
Ah, oh yes, I crave me, ah!
Won't someone... Praise me?!
I'm so thirsty
(He's a thirsty bitch)

Where am I now?
In a losing game of solitaire with my self-esteem
And embracing an emotional sine wave
That's dripping too close to zero
Fucking depression!
I've been anxious since the tender
Of always
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