Everything Is Going to Hell

So this is, um, a recording of a song

At 4:37 a.m.

Everything I like is going to Hell

And everyone I like is living in Hell

I've got no use for friends, only connections

Give me what I want and leave me alone

And five years from now, I'll be living in Hell

And ten years from now, I might as well be dead

When I wake up at night, I'm floating above, oh

The sheets on my bed

I've got no use for time, I've got enough

Give me what I want and leave me alone

That time it went a lot better