"Fistfight" lyrics

I would laugh at your joke, but I'm all out of dopamine
I don't feel like myself, this ain't how it's supposed to be, oh
Blame it on the Adderall, especially when I mix it with alcohol
I don't know when this shit got so bad, I can't keep falling in these old traps

And these voices won't shut up, like get the fuck out of my head
Gotta fistfight like six demons before I get up out of bed
Maybe I should pray to God, maybe I should get on meds
Maybe I should go to sleep, maybe I should just be—
I think I got a dopamine deficit, turn into a pessimist
Never thought that I would have to deal with this depression shit
It's hard to find common ground when your head is in the clouds
It's hard to keep my head high, on those days I'm coming down

I would laugh at your joke, but I'm all out of dopamine
I don't feel like myself, this ain't how it's supposed to be, oh
Blame it on the Adderall, especially when I mix it with alcohol
I don't know when this shit got so bad, I can't keep falling in these old traps