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letra de mr. skycrash! - himynameisshan

here we go, here we go, here we go, here we go, here we go, here we go, here we go, here we go now

one, nothing wrong with me
two, nothing wrong with me
three, nothing wrong with me
now! (don’t count on me!)

i’m on a sugar crash, i ain’t got no f-ckin’ cash
maybe i should take a bath, cut my f-ckin’ brain in half
i’m not lonely, just a bit tired of this f-ckin’ sh-t
nothin’ that i write can make me feel good
victim of the great machine, in love with everything i see
nеon lights surroundin’ me, i indulge in luxury
everything i do is wrong, ‘cеpt for when i hit the bong
hit the bong, hit the bo—, feel good
feelin’ sh-tty in my bed, didn’t take my f-ckin’ 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 wanna feel good

stupid horse, i just fell out of the porsche
lost the money in my bank account, oh no
stupid horse, i just fell out of the porsche
lost the money in my bank account, oh no
stupid horse, i just fell out of the porsche

where to now?
got the rest of my life just laid out
got the rest of my life to f-ck around
got the rest of my life to make sound
feel good
i’m on a sugar crash, i ain’t got no f-ckin’ cash
maybe i should take a bath, cut my f-ckin’ brain in half
i’m not lonely, just a bit tired of this f-ckin’ sh-t
nothin’ that i write can make me

feel good
city’s breaking down on a camel’s back
they just have to go, ’cause they don’t know wack
so while you fill the streets, it’s appealing to see
and you won’t get out the county ’cause you’re d-mned and free

[whistling from all star]
do you have the time
to listen to me whine
about nothing and everything all at once?

beverly hills, that’s where i want to be
(gimme gimme, gimme gimme)
livin’ in beverly hills
beverly hills, rollin’ like a celebrity
(gimme gimme, gimme gimme)
livin’ in beverly hills

i’m on a sugar crash, i ain’t got no f-ckin’ cash
maybe i should take a bath, cut my f-ckin’ brain in half
i’m not lonely, just a bit tired of this f-ckin’ sh-t
nothin’ that i write can make me feel good
victim of the great machine, in love with everything i see
neon lights surroundin’ me, i indulge in luxury
everything i do is wrong, ‘cept for when i hit the bong
hit the bong, hit the bo—, feel good
feelin’ sh-tty in my bed, didn’t take my f-ckin’ 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 wanna feel good

(mr. blue sky)

- himynameisshan

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