Oxytocin

(álbum: A Letter To My Vices - 2022)

Oh no, it's happening again
Is it love or are we just friends with tension?
Hm-hm, hm-hm-hm
Chemical reactions in my head
Got me tripping on every word you mention
Oh-oh-oh

Synthetic sensations drain
Oxytocin through my brain
So high, I think I'm Cobain
Nicotine and novacaine
Little things to numb the pain
From the things you'll never say

Red lips, white lines
Fireworks and indigo eyes
They're glowing in the low light
Paradise at what price?
Broken people cloaked in a disguise
I guess everyone's got their own vice

Da-da, hey, da-da-da-da-da
Oh-oh-oh, oh

Chasing a high in a low place
Just to end up sober and hurt the next day
Hm-hm-hm-hm-hm
I think I made a mistake using you to medicate
'Cause now I'm hurting in the worst way
Waking up alone

Synthetic sensations drain
Oxytocin through my brain
So high, I think I'm Cobain
Serotonin goes away
Dopamine don't kill the pain
Medicine won't make you stay

Red lips, white lines
Fireworks and indigo eyes
They're glowing in the low light
Paradise at what price?
Broken people cloaked in a disguise
I guess everyone's got their own vice

Fireworks and indigo eyes
They're glowing in the low light
I think I made a mistake using you to medicate
Broken people cloaked in a disguise
I guess everyone's got their own vice

It's not love, it's just drugs
It's not love, it's just drugs
It's not love, it's just—
It's not love, it's just drugs
It's not love, it's just drugs