I'm on a sugar crash I ain't got no ****** cash
Maybe I should take a bath
Cut my ****** brain in half
I'm not lonely, just a bit Tired of this ******* ****
Nothing that I write can make me Feel good
Victim of the great machine In love with everything I see Neon lights surrounding me I indulge in luxury
Everything I do is wrong 'Cept for when I hit the bong Hit the bong, hit the b-b-b-b-b Feel good
Feeling ****** in my bed
Didn't take my ****** meds
Hyperpop up in my ears
Everything just disappears
Don't wanna be someone else
Just don't wanna hate myself
Just don't wanna hate myself
Instead I wanna feel good
I'm on a sugar crash
I ain't got no ***** cash
Maybe I should take a bath
Cut my ****** brain in half
I'm not lonely, just a bit
Tired of this ******* ****
Nothing that I write can make me Feel good
Where to now?
Got the rest of my life just spread out
Got the rest of my life to **** around
Got the rest of my life to make sound
Where to now?
Got the rest of my life just laid out
Got the rest of my life to **** around
Got the rest of my life to make sound
Feel good
