Attention Junkies

By Nate Parrish

On SOUL SURGERY

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Our new addiction is attention

We’re all fiends hooked on dopamine

Our vice of choice is, Our own voices

Reactionary vocabulary thrills

Opinions spill like popping pills

Famous in a fantasy

Withdrawn from reality

We’ve become attention junkies now

And We need to get clean

We crave fame, inject it in our veins

To numb the pain of living mundane lives

To chase that high we live a lie

Famous in a fantasy

Withdrawn from reality

We’ve become attention junkies now

We need to get clean

Can we be seen without a screen?

Do we exist without an audience?

The first step is to admit I’m an addict

With a reflection habit

Inject myself with everyone else’s life

Hope I don’t overdose before I get this right

Famous in a fantasy

Withdrawn from reality

We’ve become attention junkies

We need to get clean

Can we be seen without a screen?

Do we exist without an audience?

The first step is to admit I’m an addict

With a reflection habit

Inject myself with everyone else’s life

Hope I don’t overdose before I get this right

The pendulum swinging is hypnotizing

As we go from on to the other extreme