Dopamine Dream

Well ceasing and desisting
Was the order of the morning
The order of the night
Was chasing those money machines
But he was fearful of the crossing
And the calling of the coffin
Cause the Arkansas side of the river runs a little bit deep
And the Arkansas side of the river runs a little bit deep
All the women make a living make a living undressing
Never taught me much of nothing that I needed to know
They left me with a cigarette burn and a dopamine dream
When you’re far too old for dying young
But you’re still too young to see
That the fires are burning low
On the kerosene
Buzzards and the red tail and the gravel underfoot
Singing of the jays knowing we were up to no good
Sneaking down to High Street
With a bottle and a rose
Looking for the side of the night where they lay it down low
Yeah looking for the side of the night where they lay it down low
All the women make a living make a living undressing
Never taught me much of nothing that I needed to know
They left me with a cigarette burn and a dopamine dream
When you’re far too old for dying young
But you’re still too young to see
That the fires are burning low
On the kerosene
All the women make a living make a living undressing
Never taught me much of nothing that I needed to know
They left me with a cigarette burn and a dopamine dream
When you’re far too old for dying young
But you’re still too young to see
That the fires are burning low
On the kerosene