I'm on a sugar crash
I ain't got no f**kin' cash
Maybe I should take a bath
Cut my f**kin' brain in half
I'm not lonely, just a bit
Tired of this f**king shit
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
‘Cept when I hit the bong