There are times in life where we just say "fuck it."

Fuck you. Fuck the world. Fuck everything

We make stupid decisions to feel some kind of bliss

Decisions that leave some wanting more, and some begging to stop

A Bad Trip starts with "fuck it."

The American Psychology Association defines 'escaping reality'

As "a defensive reaction involving the use of fantasy

As a means of avoiding conflicts and problems of daily living"

Those are big words for "society makes me feel like shit, let's do drugs"

To feel something, anything! Anything that's not this

Why am I in a terrible place?

Why my mind in a terrible state?

Why am I in a terrible place?

Why my mind in a terrible state?

In response to coming of age in a world that doesn't love us we SELF DESTRUCT

The Allure of Defiance is fine enough

Rough nights lead to Bad Trips, lead to crazy nights, into horrible mornings

Then there's a morning process of "oh i did that?

I ate the entire dining hall then laid in the grass for 4 hours?"

Yes you did that, you were on a bad trip

Why am I in a terrible place?

Why my mind in a terrible state?

Why am I in a terrible place?

Why my mind in a terrible state?

I could give a fuck about doubt

I could give a fuck about clout, unless it bought me a house

I could give a fuck about love, unless I'm feeling myself float on pretty clouds

(Fuck)

Then you get to thinking, your mind starts wandering into cautious territory

Broooo what is existence? (I'm thinking too much)

My mind is so LOUD (I hate myself)

Why am I in a terrible place?

Why my mind in a terrible state?

Why am I in a terrible place?

Why my mind in a terrible state?

I could give a fuck about doubt-

Why did I take so much? I feel like shit

I'm on a bad trip, why do I exist?

Fuck it this is it (fuck it this is it)

I guess this is it

This could be it

This could be it

This could be it

This could be it

This could be it

This could be it

This could be it

This could be it!

In response to coming of age in a world that doesn't love us we SELF DESTRUCT

The Allure of Defiance is fine enough

Rough nights lead to Bad Trips, lead to crazy nights, into horrible mornings

Then there's a morning process of "oh i did that?

After laying in the grass I went home to cry?"

Yes you did, you were on a bad trip

But it's fine, it's over now

It may have felt like an eternity, but it ended before your eyes

All of the sudden, you're fine?