Infatuation Lyrics - Survival Story - Flobots

You played the field like a tractor 

Scoped for greener pastures 

But you never have scored 

What you've never asked for 

Met someone who made me glow 

Passion was like crazy whoah 

Doted on another though 

So of course I let her go 

Oh no my adrenal recipe's 

Overloaded by phenylalanine 

If it keeps on misdirecting me 

Fuck it that's gonna mean vasectomy 

And when the liquor pours it's 

Set the table get the door 

Wrestle naked hit the floor 

But I don't seek that shit no more 

It's different for me 

Try to tell myself a different story 

This alpha male recount-the-tale bullshit can just destroy me 

'Cause what we say is what we seek 

What we seek is what we get 

What we get is what we give 

I can't give you nothing yet 

Except 

Infatuation 

Take these words and turn them into lies 

Serve me up with food that does not feed 

Satiate my every last desire 

Is this the thing I want or the thing I need 

He collects clips from magazines 

Found them full of hollow points 

Mixes Medea with the media 

They both consume the young 

The same old song gets sung 

He wants to hang 

So he gets hung 

He's chasing father figures 

A real son of a gun 

I don't cotton to the coffin nails 

Caught up quiet don't make bail 

Umpteen years for move'n keys 

Ironic he's locked up in jail 

Outside he is idolized 

My sister's class and ask the boys 

They wanna just be like him and move more rocks than belts of asteroids 

Better strapped and paranoid 

Than in the streets without a choice 

Peace of mind has been destroyed 

But now he's got a louder voice 

Idols lie to idle minds 

Sayin' I don't mind if I got mine 

If all our lies are idealized 

Then all our crimes are idolized 

It's 

If this isn't love why does my heart hurt so bad? 

You don't know why 

You wanna be the man 

You wanna be demanded 

By other people's hands so high 

You're caught up in its leaves 

Make the audience freeze at the thought 

But you don't know why 

You wanna beat a man 

You wanna be demanded 

By other people hands so high 

You're caught up its sleeves 

Make the audience freeze 

Like a body in the trees 

Now everybody in the club stand still 

Like a rubber band filled 

With government bills