Pulling at my last thread, tuck myself into bed
I am insatiable, thoughts racing all night long
Tomorrow tortures me, trade-in my self esteem
Stitched up like cheap fabric, God I wish I could quit
Duality, prosody, straight to the nose
I'm torn between dopamine, wherever it grows
Let's say I make you sick, just for the hell of it
I'll go and tear my clothes, piss into my unknown
Don't want your sympathy, just stay away from me
Gather up those hairs you split, I'm still not over it
Duality, prosody, straight to the nose
I'm torn between dopamine, wherever it grows
Duality, prosody, straight to the nose
I'm torn between dopamine, wherever it grows