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Sweet Dopamine
03:42
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There’s no feeling in particular, per say
It's just that everything is shrouded in grey
It's a wonder how I woke up today
I wanna get up, but my mind yells stay
(And I sing)
Sweet dopamine, serotonin, epinephrine..
Sweet dopamine, serotonin, epinephrine..
Sweet dopamine, serotonin, epinephrine..
Existential boredom each and every day
I struggle in my life to ever feel the same
I'm so sick of this miserable head game
All I do is fight to stay sane
(And I sing)
Sweet dopamine, serotonin, epinephrine..
Sweet dopamine, serotonin, epinephrine..
Sweet dopamine, serotonin, epinephrine..
I'm stuck in traffic on US-19
Rushing northbound for that hit of dopamine
Why should I live my life for objects and things?
Never knowing what this existence means
(So tell me)
Sweet dopamine, serotonin, epinephrine..
Sweet dopamine, serotonin, epinephrine..
Sweet dopamine, serotonin, epinephrine..
This is the reason why my lovers leave
This is the reason why my family's estranged from me
I'm so goddamn sick of this disease, I wanna trade brains 4 a day or 2
With a crocodile from Lowry Park Zoo
And I'll have 3 square meals a day..
No one to tell me what to think or say..
I'd be king of my own mind if I had it my way..
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Pillage, Plunder
03:03
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God damn, I never said they owed me anything
Must be too much to expect integrity
Where I'm from, we call it basic human decency
But I guess they never learned
Pillage and plunder left the world to run on greed
They got me buying shit that I know I don't need
Whatever happened to the bare necessities?
They told me the best things in life are free
So many homeless people sleeping on the street
When you pass them, do your eyes even meet?
Poverty, racism, isn't it strange?
They say that’s just the way it is
Pillage and plunder left the world to run on greed.
They got you buying shit that I just can’t believe
Whatever happened to the bare necessities?
They told me the best things in life are free
Soon, I hope you make the choice to be kind.
Your time is running out with no chance to rewind
There’s only one cure for your anxious mind and
We call it solidarity.
Pillage and plunder left the world to run on greed
They got you buying shit that I just can’t believe
Whatever happened to the bare necessities?
They told me the best things in life are free
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Rich Girl's Toy
02:29
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I never expected you to be
Responsible for me
I hope that you're not worried
I’ve been owning up to all my sins
You might think I’m crazy
But I always told you the truth
I don’t want a trophy wife
I don’t need no debutant
I can’t be a rich girl’s toy anymore, baby it was killing me
I want so bad to make you see
All my good intentions
Laid to waste in argument
All I really ever wanted was to grow with you
But you fought me every step of the way
I don’t want a trophy wife
I don’t need no debutant
I can’t be a rich girl’s toy anymore, baby it was killing me
So much for expectations
You helped to set them too
You can play the victim while I reach my goals
Honey, I can’t communicate with you
I don’t want a trophy wife
I don’t need no debutant
I can’t be your fucking toy anymore, baby it was killing me
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Kraken & Coke
03:29
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Sometimes I wake up wondering, did I miss out on your love?
Then I remember, we were never happy
I'm not saying that it was your fault
I'm still coping with these ghosts up in my head
Since I left you, it's been cold in my bed
Some days I wake up looking for your white car past the driveway
Then I remember stupid, drunken fights
Your broken earrings on the bathroom floor
Memories clouded by a love impure
You say you need me, but I’m not sure
Now you're gone, but how your scent still lingers
The way my hand felt, wrapped around your fingers
When I'm downtown, I order rum and coke
I walk to the pier and light myself a smoke
For the first time since you left, I finally have some hope
Don't know why I still write sad songs to cope
Sometimes I wake up wondering, did I miss out on your love?
Then I remember, I was never happy
I'm not saying that it was your fault
I'm still coping with these ghosts up in my head
Since I left you, it's been cold in my bed
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I've been wasting my time
I've been staring at my phone
You might say I'm addicted
Constantly staring and comparing
I'm still blaming myself
I just need some time...to grow
Your fear of failure is killing you
That's why you're pacing around the room
You gotta face those mountains and make them move
Get rid of Velcro and learn to tie your shoes
One single failure doesn't mean you're down and out
Getting up again is all that really counts
I know it can be hard to control your brain
You see me carry mine like a ball and chain
I see you flying toward distractions like a moth to a flame
What do you do when the world's become a stage?
Fake glitz and glam for that internet fame
I’m seeing people derive their worth from looks
I'd much rather see their fucking heads in books
I think I'd rather be judged for what I do and say
And when my pyre is burning high.
Hope you remember that twinkle in my eye
These simple chords for an all too familiar song
Serve to remind me that my road is long
But I won’t give up ‘cause I know I’m strong
Your fear of failing is leaving you
No more pacing around your room
I know you'll face those mountains and make them move
Get rid of Velcro and learn to tie your shoes
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Volun Florida
For fans of Andrew Jackson Jihad, Pat "The Bunny" Schneeweis, Shakey Graves, City & Color, Days N Daze, Amigo The Devil, & Bridge City Sinners
Old Wounds written and performed
by Mat Hogan
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