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