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digital dopamine
02:38
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We've digitized our dopamine
Its flow controlled by the screen
Adrenalin comes from pressing keys
Or swiping left and right it seems
Were confusing the balance
Between Pleasure and pain
Both neurotransmitters are processed
in the same part of the brain
Anxiety and depression form
To find neutrality in the storm
As the cerebral cortex gets worn
And all our synapses are torn
Were confusing the balance
Between Pleasure and pain
Both neurotransmitters are processed
in the same part of the brain
" As soon as dopamine is released, the brain adapts to it by reducing or “downregulating” the number of dopamine receptors that are stimulated. This causes the brain to level out by tipping to the side of pain, which is why pleasure is usually followed by a feeling of hangover or comedown. If we can wait long enough, that feeling passes and neutrality is restored. But there’s a natural tendency to counteract it by going back to the source of pleasure for another dose"
Constantly craving attention
Were slaves to our digital addiction
Is it a blessing a curse or an affliction
To be technologically locked in this position?
Were confusing the balance
Between Pleasure and pain
Both neurotransmitters are processed
in the same part of the brain
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2. |
dreams abandoned
02:39
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we all crave some distraction, to divert our neurotic brains
search for clues in reactions, analyze new levels of pain
we all look for motives in time, take photographic memories
turn each indulgence to a crime, and procreate like a disease
I feel we've nearly thrown the fight, lack essence spontaneity and value
humanity has lost its sight, and seems it has obtained the worst view
so we prosper in purchased memoirs, secretly we each write our own script
deception lies within the stars, truth and insight now cease to exist
too many dreams have been abandoned
so I could hardly save your ship
nothing but a bad memory
that gets better each time it skips
everyone's creating religions, of transient minute matters
a world full of infinite decisions, led by a sequence of mad hatters
everything they sell we consume, with no inclination of epiphany
from exiting of the womb, conditioned to remain naïve
we walk on elevated self interest, refusing to take a bow
pre-programmed with all the wrong reasons, that de-evolutionilised to the now
mother earth grasping for breath, her immune system now awakes
our parasitic existence, will pay for its own mistakes
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3. |
cutting teeth
03:51
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The teeth drain the fire
Until the heart is ice
Walkaway from all desire
I’ve tried once or twice
To understand eternal conundrums
But reality only tracks linear
And the very thing that becomes
Is as distant as you always were
I’m not sure you’ll understand
If I laugh violently into the night
But I’m sure you’ll take my hand
As the sky falls without a fight
Your eyes devour mine
And speak volumes without a sound
You are the cracking in my spine
The best and the worst thing I’ve found
And I never was looking
Kept my eyes sewn shut in solidarity
With the victims of your lurking
Through the shadows cutting your teeth
I’m sure you’ll never understand
If I scream violent all through the night
I’m sure you’ll cast away my hand
And claim the sky as your birth right
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4. |
drain the blood
04:16
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What would you want from me?
If I told you you could have anything
Will you sit and watch me bleed?
The silence is never ending
Can you find the time
Can you give me a good reason
Why the torment will not subside
It just changes with the season
What can I take from you?
That won't leave you coming unglued
Is there anything that you wouldn’t do?
Oh the things you put us through
Can you find the time
Can you give me a good reason
Why the torment will not subside
It just changes with the season
What can we take from life?
It's all I can do to survive
Can we dance on the edge of the knife?
Drain the blood just to feel alive
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5. |
watching you die
03:22
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Now just exactly how long have I been watching you die?
Feeling the cold grow strong in your cavernous insides
Monitoring your heart skip every meaningful beat
smoke lingers deep in my lungs embers just callous my feet
Will you tie me into a noose? Will you shoot me in your arm?
Will I finally cut you loose or take an arrow straight through the heart?
For just exactly how long have I been feeding your flaws?
Enabling you to live free while I'm suffering the loss.
Watch your brains pour out like they once did on a page
Now you just nod the fuck out or fiend in silent rage
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6. |
dial back the discomfort
03:25
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I wish I could buy back the memories
that I lost to methamphetamines
Dial back the discomfort
Forget the things that still hurt
I feel stranded, in a world I had once forgotten
Left to wander aimlessly, with the hopeless and the downtrodden
I cant find my way, I'm not sure I'll ever reach the surface
Can you point me toward the path? Is there something I might have missed?
I understand past and the future
the present it just seems so unsure
nothing ever goes quite as planned
But I'm doing the best that I can
I feel stranded, in a world I had once forgotten
Left to wander aimlessly, with the hopeless and the downtrodden
I cant find my way, I'm not sure I'll ever reach the surface
Can you point me toward the path? Is there something I might have missed?
I only fabricated the daydream
My thoughts drift away with the stream
I cant tell you who I have become
Im growing old and im growing numb
I feel stranded, in a world I had once forgotten
Left to wander aimlessly, with the hopeless and the downtrodden
I cant find my way, I'm not sure I'll ever reach the surface
Can you point me toward the path? Is there something I might have missed?
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7. |
a war in time of peace
03:29
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You've been looking for answers in all the wrong places
Your minds blending experiences and mixing up all the faces
Telling you tales of all the ghosts you cant forgive
Distracting you from the happiness you deserve to live..
a soldier without a fight will go to war with himself
As a painter without a brush degrades in mental health
A dancer without a song will spin until they spiral down
As a poet without a pen will ramble on and on and all around
You have been questioning all the wrong situations
Looking for problems where they dont exist creates them
But your mind keeps playing tricks and you cant seem to distinguish
Reality from the paranoia you cant seem to relinquish
And I hate to admit it but it's been taking its toll
It tears down my moral and it eats away at my soul
I'm not sure how to tell you I need some way to explain
I know it hurts you to feel but the way you feel about me me causes pain
a soldier without a fight will go to war with himself
As a painter without a brush degrades in mental health
A dancer without a song will spin until they spiral down
As a poet without a pen will ramble on and on and all around
“Borderline personality disorder is a mental health disorder that impacts the way you think and feel about yourself and others, causing problems functioning in everyday life.
It includes self-image issues, difficulty managing emotions and behavior, a pattern of unstable relationships and an intense fear of abandonment or instability”
Youve been fighting so many battles that dont even exist
Between your heart and your head with your words and your fists
When your head tells you everyone's guilty untill proven innocent
But there is no way to prove something doesnt subsist
So we keep spinning these webs and get tangled up anger
You start to see red so you cant see the danger
And damage it causes to put paranoia first
Instead of our love and that feeling is the worst
a soldier without a fight will go to war with himself
As a painter without a brush degrades in mental health
A dancer without a song will spin until they spiral down
As a poet without a pen will ramble on and on and all around
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8. |
death gives life meaning
03:28
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A weight has been lifted
I'm tired of holding my tongue
Everyone that's existed
Has felt pain or turned numb
From the loss from the absence
Of blood through another heart
Don’t lose yourself in the presence
Of death because it's only the start
Everything that lives must die
This gives life infinite meaning
It's the reason we have to strive
To create something worth keeping
Only death makes things matter
It puts life into perspective
Emotions tend to get scattered
We fall so deeply reflective
Like glass we see through
Ourselves for the moment
Then everything fades and you
Move on its depth we forget
Everything that lives must die
This gives life infinite meaning
It's the reason we have to strive
To create something worth keeping
Another casket now closes
A chapter abruptly ends
We cover death in Rose's
As a way to pretend
the beauty wont be forgotten
That memory wont be lost
time tells us that theory is rotten
And time comes with great cost
Everything that lives must die
This gives life infinite meaning
It's the reason we have to strive
To create something worth keeping
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9. |
control
04:48
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I'm looking for a sense of control
Something to tell me who I am
I've been digging myself a deeper hole
Pull me out if you can, if you can
tell me Where will I wake?
What eyes will I see through?
How much more of this can i take?
I'm trapped in a dystopian zoo
Where my thoughts are on parole
Subject to constant analyzation
What's left to claim? Do I own my soul?
When I could disappear without hesitation
I'm looking for a sense of control
Something to tell me who I am
I've been digging myself a deeper hole
Pull me out if you can, if you can
tell me Who will I be tomorrow?
Which existence will I plug into?
How can i bear all the sorrow?
Im consistently traversing through
Where my future is set in chaos
Controlled only by the mayhem
Deep in my brain its contagious
The weight of it all is sinking in
I'm looking for a sense of control
Something to tell me who I am
I've been digging myself a deeper hole
Pull me out if you can, if you can
Take me out of this dream
Place me in the fold
Of an existence that's been hidden from me
Before I grow too cold
I'm tired of the continuous loop
I've been traveling for centuries
Jumping through hoop after hoop
Can you pull me out can you set me free?
tell me What will i feel this time?
tell me Whose face will I wear?
When I finally cross the line?
And the repetition finally does tear
When the cyclical cycle does stop
And I land in my final reality
Will my heart prosper will it drop
Will I even know if I'm me?
I'm looking for a sense of control
Something to tell me who I am
I've been digging myself a deeper hole
Pull me out if you can, if you can
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10. |
anything
03:11
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I want to turn you on
I want to tie you down
I want to feed you love
Until you feel you'll drown
I want to take you in
I need to hear you scream
I want to make you feel
I want to give you everything
I've known you in many ways
But I still need more
I would do just about anything
To sweep your feet off the floor
I want to turn you on
I want to tie you down
I want to feed you love
Until you feel you'll drown
I want to take you in
I need to hear you scream
I want to make you feel
I want to give you everything
I've felt connected to you so many ways
But still I thirst for more
I would offer you anything
To open your hearts door
I've loved you in every way
But still I could offer more
I would give up anything
To make you comfortable to your core
I want to turn you on
I want to tie you down
I want to feed you love
Until you feel you'll drown
I want to take you in
I need to hear you scream
I want to make you feel
I want to give you everything
I've needed you in infinite ways
But still I'm finding even more
I will take any and everything
So just let your love pour
I want to turn you on
I want to tie you down
I want to feed you love
Until you feel you'll drown
I want to take you in
I need to hear you scream
I want to make you feel
I want to give you everything
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11. |
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I suppose given the circumstances
I could ignore the thousands of chances
That were given yet never accepted
Every hand outstretched, rejected
There was never a question you couldn’t laugh at
With sincerely sinister objection
Never an answer you couldn’t spin
I only wish I could see your reflection
There was nothing you couldn’t have done
If not for the war that cant be won
Never a situation you couldn’t laugh off
If only this world could have been enough
Id suggest it was simply a failure in timeline
But through the cracks slipped your fragile mind
Every taste was more, more than you needed
But not enough to treat you how you needed the be treated
There was never a question you couldn’t laugh at
With sincerely sinister objection
Never an answer you couldn’t spin
I only wish I could see your reflection
There was nothing you couldn’t have done
If not for the war that cant be won
Never a situation you couldn’t laugh off
If only this world could have been enough
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