I'm no good with compliments and yet I'm still a narcissist Dirty child with Catholic sacraments Not optimistic or religious Three coffees in the morning it's 8AM so save the talking I'll Quickly find you really boring just steep the milk and get to pouring And I can feel my organs close to dying Three VB's ciggies mate I'm flying I guess I'm also really shit at driving My life's not really satisfying is it? I'm a realistic pessismist and I'm a societal little pest I'm competitive, obnoxious and I don't know how to wear a dress Fuck you and being depressed you're a kid you're not even 18 Yet but don't know best, so no worries sink your beer and light a durry And I can feel my organs close to dying Three VB's ciggies mate I'm flying I guess I'm also really shit at driving My life's not really satisfying is it? Just another chick with a shitty song Whinging 'bout the generation I'm born in being wrong And I guess that you could call me cliche or Insane and you'd be right I'm fairly lame and fairly tame Just another chick with a shit guitar Screaming to the local fucks at a lonely bar Singing covers of songs you're sick of hearing that are never Quite on par so here's an original and I swear that it's the last Here's an original and I swear that it's the last