I'm on a sugar crush
I ain't got no fucking cash
Maybe, i should take a bath
Cut my fucking brain in half
I'm not lonely, just a bit tired of this fucking shit
Nothin' that i write can make me
Feel good
Victim of the great mashine
In love with everythin' i see
Neon lights surroundin' , i indulge in luxury
Everythin' i do is wrong,
'cept for when i hit the bong
Hit the bong, hit the bon-,
F-feel good
Feeling shity in my bed,
Didn't take my fuckin' 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 crush,
I ain't got fucking cash,
Maybe i should take a bath,
Cut my fuckin' brain in half,
Im not lonely,
Just a bit tired of this fucking shit,
Nothin' that i write can
Make me
Feel good
Where to how?
Got the rest of my life
Just laid it
Got the rest of my life
To fuck 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 fuck around
Got the rest of my life to make sound
Feel good