I’m on a sugar crash I ain't got no fu*king cash Maybe I should take a bath Cut my fu*king brain in half I’m not lonely, just a bit Tired of this fu*king shit 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 shitty in my bed Didn’t take my fu*king meds Hyperpop up in my ears Everything just disappears Don’t wanna be someone else Just don’t wanna hate myself I just don’t wanna hate myself Instead, I wanna feel good I’m on a sugar crash I ain't got no fu*king cash Maybe I should take a bath Cut my fu*king brain in half I’m not lonely, just a bit Tired of this fu*king shit 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 f*ck around) Got the rest of my life to make sound Where to now? Got the rest of my life just lay out Got the rest of my life to f*ck around Got the rest of my life to make sound Feel good
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