im on a sugar crash

i aint got no fuckin cash

maybe i should take a bath

cut my fuckin brain in half

im not lonely just a bit

tired of this f g s t

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 lu ury

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

didnt take my fuckin meds

hyperpop up in my ears

everything just disappears

dont wanna be someone else

just dont wanna hate myself

just dont wanna hate myself

instead i wanna feel good

im on a sugar crash

i aint got no fuckin cash

maybe i should take a bath

cut my fuckin brain in half

im not lonely just a bit

tired of this f g s t

nothing that i write can make me

feel good

where to now?

got the rest of my life just laid out

got the rest of my life to f ck around

got the rest of my life to make sound

feel good