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 ♥♥♥♥♥♥' sнit
Nothin' that I write can make me feel good
Victim of the great machine, in love with everything I see
Neon lights surroundin' me, I indulgе in luxury
Everything I do is wrong, 'cept for when I hit the bоng
Hit the bоng, hit the bо, feel good
Feelin' ♥♥♥♥♥♥ 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
I 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 ♥♥♥♥♥♥' sнit
Nothin' 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 ♥♥♥♥ around
Got the rest of my life to make sound