Takeout Junkie Lyrics

Here comes the dopamine

Every time that I hit "order"

Not before I ask myself the meaning of this service fee

Don't they know it's me

I'm a king, I'm a junkie

I'm a professional Takeout Junkie

Long day of working for nobody

Always looking out for number one

So I shouldn't feel bad

If I make my fridge sad

This is what I need, it's not a power trip at all

Go sifting through what they've "picked for you"

Of course I'm gonna "order it again"

Give it to me half price

I could do this all night

Never gonna stop

Even when I'm full

Here comes the dopamine

Every time that I hit "order"

Not before I ask myself the meaning of this service fee

Don't they know it's me

I'm a king, I'm a junkie

I'm a professional Takeout Junkie

I'm bleeding now

All accounts are draining

Can't figure out

Why I feel so empty

The more I try, the more I feel like

I'm feeding a tapeworm

That isn't there at all

Woaaaaaaaaaaah

Woaaaaaaaaaaah

Don't they know it's me

Woah I'm a king I'm a junkie

I'm a professional Takeout Junkie

(He's a Takeout Junkie)

(He's a Takeout Junkie)

Don't they know it's me