DOPAMINE FIX - Bonus Track
Need my dopamine fix, it's been over a week
But I got spiked with nicotine, so my minds gone weak
I'm craving substance to act as sustenance
I wanna try for experience, but not end up addicted
I'm like a ticking time bomb
4, 3, 2, 1, then I'm gone
Don't think I'm ever coming back again
I'm painting a picture of my shattered skull and
Hallucinating a world where I'm on my own
I need new colours, life's getting pretty dull
And repetitive, everything feels like its grinding at my bones
I think I fucked it up again
I think I'm losing all my friends
Hallucinations in my head
Heroin demons want me dead
I'm like a ticking time bomb
4, 3, 2, 1, then I'm gone
Don't think I'm ever coming back again
I'm painting a picture of my shattered skull and
Hallucinating a world where I'm on my own
I need new colours, life's getting pretty dull
And repetitive, everything feels like its grinding at my bones
I'm painting a picture of my shattered skull and
Hallucinating a world where I'm on my own
I need new colours, life's getting pretty dull
And repetitive, everything feels like its grinding at my bones
I'm painting a picture of my shattered skull and
Hallucinating a world where I'm on my own (on my own)
I need new colours, life's getting pretty dull
And repetitive, everything feels like its grinding at my bones
But I got spiked with nicotine, so my minds gone weak
I'm craving substance to act as sustenance
I wanna try for experience, but not end up addicted
I'm like a ticking time bomb
4, 3, 2, 1, then I'm gone
Don't think I'm ever coming back again
I'm painting a picture of my shattered skull and
Hallucinating a world where I'm on my own
I need new colours, life's getting pretty dull
And repetitive, everything feels like its grinding at my bones
I think I fucked it up again
I think I'm losing all my friends
Hallucinations in my head
Heroin demons want me dead
I'm like a ticking time bomb
4, 3, 2, 1, then I'm gone
Don't think I'm ever coming back again
I'm painting a picture of my shattered skull and
Hallucinating a world where I'm on my own
I need new colours, life's getting pretty dull
And repetitive, everything feels like its grinding at my bones
I'm painting a picture of my shattered skull and
Hallucinating a world where I'm on my own
I need new colours, life's getting pretty dull
And repetitive, everything feels like its grinding at my bones
I'm painting a picture of my shattered skull and
Hallucinating a world where I'm on my own (on my own)
I need new colours, life's getting pretty dull
And repetitive, everything feels like its grinding at my bones
Credits
Writer(s): Braxton Hunt-nissen, Seth Bennett
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