darragh - Quarter Life Crisis Lyrics

F*ck off

I keep my dopamine
Inside an aluminium box
Hooked on like nicotine
I'm getting symptoms of withdrawal
My skin is plasticine
It moulds me in the way it wants to
And it wants to

My heart is racing
And my pulse is rushing out my skin
I don't do coffee in the mornings
Just a gentle hit
Of information to my brain
With such a violent swing
But I still let it in

'Cause I'm practiced
And I'm perfect
Find the lessons
Try to swerve it
Get a mention
And observe it
I get too obsessive
When it makes me nervous
Tell a secret
And preserve it
Nothing's sacred
Nothing's worthless
Try to sell it
Make a purchase
Nothing in the universe
Could help reverse this

I show affection to some people
That I've never met
Get validation from a stranger
Through a faceless net
Won't say I love you
When I need to that's what I regret
And I regret it

I shop the window steam
The glass up with some
Friends of friends
Quarter life crisis use
My vices for my daily cleanse
Foam up my brain before I leave
So I can find new trends
This bullshit never ends

'Cause I'm practiced
And I'm perfect
Find the lessons
Try to swerve it
Get a mention
And observe it
I get too obsessive
When it makes me nervous
Tell a secret
And preserve it
Nothing's sacred
Nothing's worthless
Try to sell it
Make a purchase
Nothing in the universe
Could help reverse this

Try to be authentic
But I still rehearse it

Tell a secret
And preserve it
Nothing's sacred
Nothing's worthless
Try to sell it
Make a purchase
Nothing in the universe
Could help reverse this

F*ck sake