Everyone my age is on medicine Spinning their heads against the wind Everyone my age wants to be cruel Words are weapons that we use We all just seem to be passing through Maybe something's wrong I'm waiting to go home But you've got what I need Dopamine Dopamine Now everyone's prescription is filled Sorry to hear you're feeling ill If you want it you can have it back There's nothing that I want more than that I don't know where my mind is at Maybe something's wrong I'm waiting to go home But you've got what I need Dopamine Dopamine Is it all too much? Is it all too much? Are you out there? Out there