Less Than Great
Baby Lasagna
3:09This is not a glorification, this is a sad song Gotta get my ecstatsy, gotta get my dopamine Gotta get my pills in me, gotta get my ketamine Gotta get my ecstatsy, gotta get my dopamine Gotta get my, gotta get my, gotta get my dopamine Dying dreams, wrapped in pills, self-awareness, empty thrills Pretty face and perfect body, porn addiction and disembodied Simple mind is just enough, just enough to get through life Sex, drugs, EDM, angel dust, more than gram Huga chucka, huga chucka Huga, huga, huga chucka Gotta get my ecstatsy, gotta get my dopamine Gotta get my pills in me, gotta get my ketamine Gotta get my ecstatsy, gotta get my dopamine Gotta get my, gotta get my, gotta get my dopamine Oh, baby, don't critique (critique) People like me are antique (antique) Living like a dying breed (breed) Exceptions, I'll exceed This is my therapy, I take it orally Decreasing morally, but feeling like Aurora Lee Help me feel the heat, let me grind my teeth Let me jaw dance, let me live the trance Let me feel young, let me bite your tongue Help me get away, help me find the way Gotta get my ecstatsy, gotta get my dopamine Gotta get my pills in me, gotta get my ketamine Gotta get my ecstatsy, gotta get my dopamine Gotta get my, gotta get my, gotta get my dopamine Gotta get my ecstatsy, gotta get my dopamine Gotta get my pills in me, gotta get my ketamine Gotta get my ecstatsy, gotta get my dopamine Gotta get my, gotta get my, gotta get my dopamine