Verse
G D
Victim of the great machine, in love with everything I see
A Bm
Neon lights surrounding me, I indulge in luxury
G D
Everything I do is wrong, 'cept for when I hit the bong
A Bm
Hit the bong, hit the b-b-b-b-b, feel good
G D
Feeling shitty in my bed, didn't take my fuckin' meds
A Bm
Hyperpop up in my ears, everything just disappears
G D
Don't wanna be someone else, just don't wanna hate myself
A Bm
I just don't wanna hate myself, instead I wanna feel good
[Chorus]
G D
I'm on a sugar crash, I ain't got no fuckin' cash
A Bm
Maybe I should take a bath, cut my fuckin' brain in half
G D
I'm not lonely, just a bit tired of this fucking shit
A Bm
Nothing that I write can make me feel good
[Bridge]
G
Where to now?
D A
Got the rest of my life just laid out
Bm G
Got the rest of my life to fuck around
D A Bm
Got the rest of my life to make sound
[Outro]
G
Where to now?
D A
Got the rest of my life just laid out
Bm G
Got the rest of my life to fuck around
D A
Got the rest of my life to make sound
Bm
Feel good