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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 ******* ****. 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 for when I hit the bong. Hit the bong, hit the bong, feel good. Feeling ****** 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 wanns feel good
