[Intro]
As an Amewican, fuck!

[Verse 1]
So like, I guess they call it the "sophomore slump"
Always crying and always drunk
A few dead, more gone; the rest well on their way
(Thanks! I hate it)
So, everyone that I love is stuck
Because this, that, the other, and the state fucked up
We covered it in a class that I'm about to fail

[Chorus]
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

[Post-Chorus]
UwU
UwU
Hey incels? Just have sex
Duh

[Verse 2]
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)

[Bridge]
Get thin on smoke and coffee
Get fat on pie and biscuits
God bless this perfect shitstorm
I hope that it takes me with it
I have a soft small body
Strawberries make it happy
Someday, I’ll leave the country
I hope to have you with me
Get wrecked on becherovka
Get fucked on smoke and wine
Someday, I'll have my own life
I'll leave this all behind

[Outro]
Uh huh
Yeah