I’m up at 2am i’m packing up i did it again
i booked a californian red eye with no money to spend
the woman in the window seat she won’t stop talking to me
she doesn’t know i ruined everything

it’s called the city of angels but i don’t know why
i’m feeling so low when i should be flying
cause my doctor called to give me the news
what the hell am i supposed to do

i called every cvs within 100 miles
even asked my dealer that i haven’t seen in awhile
my brain is going under and it’s not my fault
cause today LA ran out of adderall

i’m overbooked and undermedicated, can i go home
it’s like i’m in a shitty horror movie lost in the smoke
i wish i didn’t have to wait here for the credits to roll
i’m on the verge of losing all control