Deaf Havana - Pocari Sweat lyrics

I was on a bridge in Singapore
Thinking of jumping
But then I looked up at the skyline
And it reminded me of London
Used to be my home
Now it's a place I can't afford
To live in anymore and it's all my fault

You can't really be homesick when
Your whole life's a mess
Getting sick of my drinking? Well
I couldn't care less
I fell asleep on a plane and I
Dreamt that we fell to our deaths
Then I woke up alone and upset

Lost count of the airports 'cause
I drink to forget
Try to throw up for good luck
But I've got nothing left
Jumped out of the car for


A bottle of Pocari Sweat
Good god this is as low as it gets

How the hell do I come back from this?