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The Addict

by Jessiquoi

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kookie What a total banger. I really love your vocal delivery. And the lyrics themselves resonate with me (having been addicted to making music for basically all my life).

I wish you all the best <3
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lyrics

I don’t need a dick to be a tech-head
I don’t need a dick to be getting head
Cos I can hold my own
This my zone
Only me in my studio
I run my own show
Aint no fool for the money
Just wanna move with my honey’s oh
Wanna make you shake your bones
And your chromosomes
Wanna hear your moans
Aint no such thing as an overdose ah
When the next beat come and then
when the next hit comes and then
There, there, get up
No need to brush the dust off
Dirt is where I came from
From the backyard where the bush met the parking lot
Yeah the burbs were a dump but they were my dump
There I was with twigs in my hair
And a strange little streak in my stare sayin
My body’s a machine, music’s my gasoline x3
uh uh

Fill her up
We’re running on fumes but that’s enough
Fill her up
I’ll break down without my bass-oline
Fill her up
I don’t need much to keep me going
But I will surely break down
Without my bass-oline

I don’t give a damn if youre
Homo hetero metero hobo slomo mono
I just did ten hour shift and now I’m ready to go
You know youre looking quite crisp
You better keep up though
Can’t stand all the small stuff, dear
You should be sweating on the floor
Not sweating in my ear
It’s all in the hips
No appalling little fits
No falling to bits
Did I make that clear?
If youre done sipping on your decaf espresso
How about you lose your raybans
And get here presto
Cos Im not trying to get all up in your grill
Im just trying to dance
Trying to dance for real
Mister Suite and Tie wants a medal for tipping me ten cents
Hard to tell who’s in charge anymore
When the debt rules us all
Hell there’s a plan but you and me are the flaw
We’re the stone that trip them up
That ugly little fly in their supper
No giving up cos it’s in my structure
I guess I’m on a mission like Joan of Arc
I’m just a figurehead
There’s music in my head
Gotta do what it says
Music in my head
Gotta do what it says

My body’s a machine, music’s my gasoline... 8x

Fill her up
We’re running on fumes but that’s enough
Fill her up
I’ll break down without my bass-oline
Fill her up
I don’t need much to keep me going
But I will surely break down
Without my bass-oline

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released February 11, 2018
Written and recorded by Jessiquoi

Mixed and Mastered by Slade Templeton at Influx Studios

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Jessiquoi Bern, Switzerland

Hi! My name is Jess, why 'Jessiquoi' then, you ask? Well, when I was a kid my little brother used to call me that, it sounded like 'Jessic-waaaah!' when he was trying to get my attention. When I got older I thought I'd be really clever and give it French spelling to make it sound like the phrase 'that certain je ne sais quoi'. Now I'm That Certain Jessiquoi, you see? It's OK. No one gets it. ... more

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