The Concept

The dopamine always flees the scene
After the party's over
Queue the hangover
Always either or
Never in between

Oh what could have been
Oh what could have been

A loaded idea in their hand
No one could ever understand
Why they take the concept to the grave

A loaded idea in their hand
No one could ever understand
Why they take the concept to the grave

To the grave

We all tussle with the darkness
Some go on
Some grow heartless
Always either or
Never in between

Oh what could have been
Oh what could have been
Oh what could have been

A loaded idea in their hand
No one could ever understand
Why they take the concept to the grave
A loaded idea in their hand
No one could ever understand
Why they take the concept to the grave

Why they take the concept to the grave
Why they take the concept to the grave

A loaded idea in their hand
No one could ever understand
Why they take the concept to the grave

Why they take the concept to the grave
Why they take the concept to the grave
Why they take the concept to the grave



Credits
Writer(s): Thibaud Mathieu
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