SugarCrash! (Remix)

[Intro: Kim Petras]
What's up? This is Kim Petras
(ElyOtto)
(Good-good-good job, Curtis)
(Let's go)

[Chorus: ElyOtto]
I'm on a sugar crash, I ain't got no fuckin' cash
Maybe I should take a bath, cut my fuckin' brain in half
I'm not lonely, just a bit tired of this fuckin' shit
Nothin' that I write can make me feel good

[Verse 1: ElyOtto]
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' shitty in my bed, didn't take my fuckin' 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

[Chorus: ElyOtto]
I'm on a sugar crash, I ain't got no fuckin' cash
Maybе I should take a bath, cut my fuckin' brain in half
I'm not lonely, just a bit tired of this fuckin' shit
Nothin' that I writе can make me feel good

[Verse 2: Kim Petras]
(Woo-ah)
I got a sugar crush, I can never get enough
Lookin' for a better rush, rush (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Pop music energy, everybody scared of me
Wish I was a better me, me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Feel my heart racin', everything's changin'
Feel fuckin' crazy, I just wanna
Feel good

[Verse 3: Curtis Waters]
Victim, victim, made myself the victim
Runnin' in a circle 'cause I'm stuck up in the system
Symptom, symptom, dealin' with addiction
Got me on these meds, they sayin' I'm really sick
Oh-ho, I ain't comin' home
Don't miss when I'm gone
I ain't comin' home (Oh)

[Bridge: ElyOtto]
Where to now?
Got the rest of my life just laid out
Got the rest of my life to fuck around
Got the rest of my life to make sound
Feel, feel good

[Outro: ElyOtto]
I'm on a sugar crash, I don't really understand
Pressure keeps on buildin', now the blood is runnin' down my hands
Give me a minute, I need to process all this
I just wanna feel good, even for a little bit
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da
I'm like a little kid in a sweet shop
Pretty packages, I can never make it stop
It's like a nightmare, I can never live it down
So all I really know how to do is make sound