Fm So like, I guess they call it the "sophomore slump" Always crying, always drunk G# C Fm A few dead, more gone; the rest, well, on their way (Thanks! I hate it) Fm So everyone that I love is stuck Because this, that, the other, and the state fucked up C Fm We covered it in a class that I'm about to fail Chorus: Fm Well, I feel better now (UwU) Cigarette ahegao (Uh huh) "I haven’t had another episode, except last night was touch and go" No need to cry about it Fm UwU UwU G# C "Hey incels? Just have sex!" "Duh!" Trash on the walls and trash on the floor Liquid eyeliner stuck to the doors Screwing everything up, and doing everything wrong In my defense, I wasn't supposed to be around this long, so Chorus: Well, I feel better now (UwU) Cigarette ahegao (UwU) No need to cry about it (UwU) (Oh, I don't smoke, I just like how it smells) G# D# Fm Get thin on smoke and coffee D# C G# Get fat on pie and biscuits G# D# Fm God bless this perfect shitstorm D# C G# I hope that it takes me with it G# D# Fm I have a soft small body D# C G# Strawberries make it happy G# D# Fm Someday, I’ll leave the country D# C G# I hope to have you with me G# D# Fm Get wrecked on becherovka D# C G# Get fucked on smoke and wine G# D# Fm Someday, I'll have my own life D# C G# I'll leave this all behind | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsC D# Fm G# |