Dopamine (out now)

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Lyrics

All These Things Are Yours

My mom recovered, alcoholic,
Gave me opera and Jackson Pollock
She said, all these things, all these things are yours
She said you’re not blessed and you’re not cursed
Cause in the end your write your verse
All these things, all these things are yours

Let that feeling, born in shadow
Let it make you, make you strong
And the demons you’ve got to carry
Carry you on and on and on

John Coltrane’s addict ways took us all to better days
All these things, all these things are yours
Am I right, am I wrong
In the end just write your song
Cause all these things, all these things are yours

Let that feeling, born in shadow
Let it make you, make you strong
And the demons you’ve got to carry
Carry you on and on and on

Cause all these things, all these things are yours

What happened to you, I’ve been there too

Cause all these things, all these things are yours
Let that feeling, born in shadow
Let it make you, make you strong
And the demons you’ve got to carry
Carry you on and on and on

Let that feeling you carry

All these things are yours.

All the Souls

I’ve been hiding out in a city landscape
I met a frontier girl, with a firm handshake
She said boy don’t let me down

She said all the souls came before
Cry for justice from the ground
So you and I can’t give it up, you and I can’t give it up now
Stand on your ground

Oh with your cameras and your cell phone screen
You miss everything
Did you ever feel the pull of the cotton wool
She said boy don’t let me down

She said all the souls came before
Cry for justice from the ground
So you and I can’t give it up, you and I can’t give it up now
Stand on your ground

Dopamine

I aspire to a rockabilly heart
All animal and engine
But I always fake the part

My side of the bed
I want to push you off the ledge
Cause I can’t get you to feel it
Till your out there on the edge

You said give it give it give it to you
And then you take it till there’s nothing left

So put your hands where you want to
We start screaming across the city
All naked and pretty
But I know I mean nothing, I’m just drugs to you
Still I’m jonesing like a fiend
So line me up that dopamine

We had the breakup but I can’t get you to feel the break
Call it what you will, just don’t call it a mistake
Call it addiction, say that we were not in love
I don’t really care, when you’re all I’m thinking of
You’re all I’m thinking of

So put your hands where you want to
We start screaming across the city
All naked and pretty
But I know I mean nothing, I’m just drugs to you
Still I’m jonesing like a fiend
So line me up that dopamine

I go by the way that I feel
You think I’m just a fiend
I’m just the chemicals in your head
I’m just that dopamine

So come on line me up

The problem with me is, I actually mean it
The problem with me is, I actually feel it

So put your hands where you want to
start screaming across the city
Line me up that dopamine
and I’m jonesing like a fiend
So line me up that dopamine

Come on line me up that dopamine

Rites of Passage

Breaks up, blow jobs, and black eyes
Basements and good-byes now
And now you’re all freaked out
Trying to find out what your life’s about

In your soul there’s a broken bone, cause home so far
So far from home
And you got let down by occupy
Can’t find the ties that bind

I wish I could help you through this phase
It’s like Bowie says, you pretty young things
You go through ch-ch-ch-changes

Don’t take the road they left behind us
Don’t let them find us

Something you can’t come back from
Something’s lost, and something’s won
What’s does is done
Move on to another one
Rites of passage

I used to think my thoughts were depraved
Too low to be saved, all shadow and shade
So scared for even thinking

Even diamond dogs have their days
It’s like Bowie says, you pretty young things
You go through ch-ch-ch-changes

Don’t take the road they left behind us
Don’t let them find us

Something you can’t come back from
Something’s lost, and something’s won
What’s done is done
Move on to another one
Rites of passage
It’s just rights of passage

Can’t stop what’s coming now to you
Life’s knowing that you’re going to die

Something you can’t come back from
Something’s lost, and something’s won
This pains the same for everyone
Rites of passage

Back to Zero

Tomorrow I’m going to move and change my clothes
Black on black and nothing else
I’ll just let it go

Tonight I’m going to scream and medicate
Cause it’s too late to beg someone for some relief
An emptiness is filling me

I’m going to move back to zero
I’m going to leave no doubt
I’m going to zero you out

And my whole day is a substitute
For calling you, stalling you
I’m going to move back with some friends in black
Rebuild my life at 17th and Capp

I’m going to move back to zero
I’m going to leave no doubt
I’m going to zero you out

And the moment I let go
I’m back to zero
And I take on a life of my own
I’m back to zero
And a song starts to grow
Back to zero
And a song, a song, won’t let sorrow bring you down

[spoken word] We’ve got good light above a motorcycle shop and we live on top,
and I wonder if you knew the pain I went through to keep from calling you,
foods the taste of anemia, one pair of black jeans and one black sweater,
and outside the concrete prickles with danger, and danger makes you wonder
what happens next, room to grow and space to connect, I’m alive now,
and I don’t just exist, still holding out for that one long slow wet kiss.

Up in a London club, speaking perfect Japanese,
Are you going to do it,
I think I’ll do it now
i’m reaching into ripped jeans

Back to zero

Whole hearted, no guarantees, sometimes its enough to breath
And get through one more day of missing you

Something In You

Someone’s basement party
Black lit and cross-dressed
She’s a circus girl in a shower of oranges
She’s a fabulous mess
And I wasn’t quite at my best when I said
You look like you never leave California

I felt my fingers inching towards you oh so slow
We’ve got room to grow, we’ve got room to grow
Now I want to find out all the things your chaos brings
Cause there’s something in you I believe in
There’s something in you I believe in

I can’t see the floor, from the clothes from the night before
And we lay in a bed that’s never made
when she lets herself go
She’s like no one you’ll ever know

it was true then what I said to you a long time ago
We’ve got room to grow, we got room to grow
And I will take you in no matter what your chaos brings
Cause there’s something in you I believe in

There’s something in you I believe in

Blade

I took my blade, and I cut him deep
And the blood bloomed red on his crisp white shirt
For your party guests to see

We could have run in the night
I could have slit his throat in his sleep
But I wanted you to see
The company you keep

I thought we went together
Like violence on a balmy night
I thought being alone with a violent man
Made you feel all right
Can we get away tonight

And your father said follow the money to the source
That’s what life is all about
Then you fuck the source
Till the money comes out

You say that I’m a brute
Cause I fell faster than you
But I’ve got a heart that’s true
And there’s nothing I won’t do
To get away with you

Smile hides the slander in her eyes
She’s the dark clouds swirling in my skies
And the cocktail chatter all starts to dim
Like a doppler away from me she spins
On a blue black sea she starts to swim
She betrayed me all on a whim
To get away with him

I took my blade, but I couldn’t get it all to drain
I could see him bleed indifferently
Like tear drops in the rain

 

ALBUM CREDITS:

Everything Is Easy
Written By Stephan Jenkins and Abe Millett
Engineered and produced by Stephan Jenkins and Jason Lader
Engineered by Sean Beresford
Mixed by Mark Needham

Dopamine
Written By Stephan Jenkins
Produced by Stephan Jenkins and Andrew Dawson
Engineered by Andrew Dawson, Sean Beresford and Doug Boehm
Mixed by Ryan Hewitt assisted by Chad Cuttill

Shipboard Cook
Written by Stephan Jenkins
Produced by Stephan Jenkins
Engineered by Sean Beresford
Mixed by Ryan Hewitt assisted by Chad Cuttill

All The Souls
Written By Stephan Jenkins
Produced by Stephan Jenkins and Martin Tarefe
Engineered by Martin Tarefe and Sean Beresford
Mixed by Ryan Hewitt assisted by Chad Cuttill

Rites of Passage
Written By Stephan Jenkins and Kryz Reid
Produced by Stephan Jenkins and Ryan Rabin
Engineered by Ryan Rabin and Sean Beresford
Mixed by Ryan Hewitt assisted by Chad Cuttill

Back to Zero
Written By Stephan Jenkins
Produced by Stephan Jenkins and Chad Copeland
Mixed by Ryan Hewitt assisted by Chad Cuttill

Something in You
Written By Stephan Jenkins, Kryz Reid, Alex Kopp and Brad Hargreaves
Produced by Stephan Jenkins and Chad Copeland
Engineered by Chad Copeland and Sean Beresford
Mixed by Ryan Hewitt assisted by Chad Cuttill

Get Me Out of Here
Written By Stephan Jenkins
Produced by Stephan Jenkins and Jason Lader
Engineered by Jason Leeder and Sean Beresford
Mixed by Ryan Hewitt assisted by Chad Cuttill

Blade
Written By Stephan Jenkins
Produced by Stephan Jenkins and Jason Lader
Engineered by Jason Lader
Mixed by Ryan Hewitt assisted by Chad Cuttill

All These Things
Written By Stephan Jenkins
Produced by Stephan Jenkins and Chad Copeland
Engineered by Chad Copeland and Sean Beresford
Mixed by Ryan Hewitt assisted by Chad Cuttill

Exiles
Written By Stephan Jenkins and Andrew Dawson
Produced by Stephan Jenkins
Engineered by Sean Beresford
Mixed by Mark Needham at Ballroom Studios

Say It
Written By Stephan Jenkins
Produced by Stephan Jenkins
Engineered by Sean Beresford

Mixed by Ryan Hewitt assisted by Chad Cuttill

Vocals Guitar: Stephan Jenkins
Guitar: Kryz Reid
Bass: Alex LeCavalier
Keys: Alex Kopp
Brad Hargraves: Drums

Mastered By Dave Collins
Additional Production Curtis Peoples
Additional Arrangement Annie Stela
A&R Darin Harmon
Management Missi Callazzo


All photos Stephen Albanese
Design Doug Heusser
Art Direction Stephan Jenkins