Sneaker Pimps wrote a song about what I would become in my twenties? Heh. It's a good theme for self-loathing.
Unscrew the wine, she'll throw a party line,
Stories extreme, she's such a drama queen,
Cries through the night, she choked on marlboro lites,
Pure charm and grace, she hates her pretty face.
Straw spun from gold, she craves a tortured soul,
All doom and gloom, she plays an open wound,