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