Афродита Чекушкина

I'm on a sugar crash, I ain't got no fucking cash Maybe I should take a bath, come on fucking brain a half I'm not lonely, just a bitch, tired of this fucking shit Nothing that I write can make me feel good Victim of the great machine, in love with everything I see Me, I lie surrounding me, I indulge in luxury Everything I do is wrong, except for when I hit the phone