[Verse 1]
I need a downer just to feel up
I need a memory to feel love
I need you shoving me into your wall
So I could feel right at home

[Refrain]
I think that I lost myself in pleasures of the flesh
I lost myself when I stopped caring that you started dating other men
In fact, it made me more confident
And 26 ain't going quite like I thought it would
The habits I picked up for dealing with my insecurities made me more insecure
I used to be more optimistic in my ways
"Advice My Younger Self Would Say:"

[Chorus]
Shit could be worse
We could be dеad
There's beauty in lifе
We're dancing my friend
Yeah, shit could be worse
We could be dead
There's beauty in pain
So get over it

[Verse 2]
Buy stuff (Buy stuff)
I need applause so I can feel tough (Feel tough)
I'm standing on a mountain of my fans
Just to keep it together (Keep it together, y'all)
I used to say things like, "I wouldn't do it for the money!"
But all of my bills have been stacking up
And the Corona just fucked up my touring
I'm pushing 30, I just wanna buy a place
But still my younger self would say
[Chorus]
Shit could be worse
We could be dead
There's beauty in life
We're dancing my friend
Yeah, shit could be worse
We could be dead
There's beauty in pain
So get over it

[Spoken]
Jaja, tienes el botox
La vida es buena, ¿tú sabes?

[Verse 3]
Finally, I got a manager but then he dropped (Then he dropped)
'Cause he picked up some indie band who's record was
Much cooler than mine (I feel you, T. Swift)
And they had a viral video on YouTube (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Finally, I got a famous singer on a feature
But I'm not too good with ads (Nah)
So not a lot of people really heard it
(I think I should hire a marketing guy or something like that)

[Refrain]
Lessons that I'm learning 'cause I really wanna make it
There's no room for animosity or hatred
Everybody else is tryna make it too
And I could never blame them
I'm very insecure in my career
Every victory is like a stepping stone
And I'm not anywhere near the top
I don't think I'm gonna make it
So meet me at the bar at 7:30 (7:30, hoe)
Telling me about the shitty day you had at work
And how you hate your boss
Should make me feel a lot better
Stumble on my street at 2:30 (Oh, shit)
And if I'm lucky when I throw up in the gutter
My reflection's a younger me
And he starts singing

[Outro]
Shit could be worse, so get over it
Yeah, get it over
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Yeah, shit could be worse, so get over it
Yeah, get over it
Whoa, whoa, whoa