Sugarcrash!

I'm on a sugar crash, I ain't got no f*cking cash maybe
I should take a bath, come on f*cking brain a half
I'm not lonely, just a bit, tired of this f*cking s*it
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, except when
I hit the phone
Hit the phone, hit the phone, feel good
Feeling s*itty in my bed, didn't take my f*cking meds
Hyper pop 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 f*cking cash maybe
I should take a bath, cut my f*cking brain a half
I'm not lonely, of my life to f*ck around
Got the rest of my life to make sound
Feel good