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Yesterday I crashed my car because I wondered what it'd feel like Pressed my foot down on the pedal and I ran right through the stop sign Told all my friends I hate them And then I played the victim ’Cause god forbid the problem's ever me Fucked my ex just to do it Guess therapy's been useless What a waste of $250 a week I think I’m hooked on feeling low Like morphine in my soul Kinda like when I go cold I think I'm hooked on feeling down I drink until I drown Anything to black it out I think I'm… hooked Every morning I wake up just to gеt right back into my bed Tripping over all the bottles from another night I'll forget Blow through all of my money On cigarettes and coffee Letras de canciones’Cause being broke is hot at twenty-three Go write another sad song And play it for my poor mom Anything so she feels bad for me ("Samantha, this is so depressing") I think I’m hooked on feeling low Like morphine in my soul Kinda like when I go cold I think I'm hooked on feeling down I drink until I drown Anything to black it out (Out, out) I think I’m… hooked From Letras Mania