[Chorus]
On the bright side, we all die
One day so I'm getting fucked up and I
Want a toast to the bad times
Because the good ones are less likely
Today I went online
Apparently, a lot of people don't like me
There's no cell phones in rehab
That's why I'm going so come find me

[Verse]
Okay, I got possessed and created a mess
Okay, I got regrets that I'm tryna forget
Okay, I'm taking uppers just to even me out
Okay, I just got a nosеbleed on the couch
I tried to quit it (Yeah, yеah, yeah)
But I didn't (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Thought I was finished (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm still living (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
On the bright side, we all die
One day so I'm getting fucked up and I
Want a toast to the bad times
Because the good ones are less likely
Today I went online
Apparently, a lot of people don't like me
There's no cell phones in rehab
And that's why I'm going so come find me
[Instrumental break]

[Chorus]
On the bright side, we all die
One day so I'm getting fucked up and I
Want a toast to the bad times
Because the good ones are less likely
Today I went online
Apparently, a lot of people don't like me
There's no cell phones in rehab
And that's why I'm going so come find me