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I'm on a sugar crash, I ain't got no fuckin' cash Maybe I should take a bath, cut my fuckin' brain in half I'm not lonely, just a bit tired of this fuckin' shit 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 indulge in luxury I'm not lonely, just a bit tired of this fuckin' shit Nothin' that I write can make me feel good Feelin' shitty 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 crash, I ain't got no fuckin' cash Maybe I should take a bath, cut my fuckin' brain in half I'm not lonely, just a bit tired of this fuckin' shit Nothin' that I write can make me feel good I'm on a sugar crash, I ain't got no fuckin' cash Maybe I should take a bath, cut my fuckin' brain in half I'm not lonely, just a bit tired of this fuckin' shit 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 indulge in luxury I'm not lonely, just a bit tired of this fuckin' shit Nothin' that I write can make me feel good I'm on a sugar crash, I ain't got no fuckin' cash Maybe I should take a bath, cut my fuckin' brain in half I'm not lonely, just a bit tired of this fuckin' shit 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 indulge in luxury I'm not lonely, just a bit tired of this fuckin' shit Nothin' that I write can make me feel good
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