| Song | Chase That Feeling |
| Artist | Hilltop Hoods |
| Album | Golden Era Mixtape 2011 |
| [VERSE 1: PRESSURE] | |
| She’s young, lithe and homely, wise by no means, | |
| Known one guy she’s for his eyes and only, | |
| He’s a lying phony, leaves crying, lonely, | |
| Separates the pain by staying high and though she, | |
| Might just O.D. high price to go free, | |
| This ain't living, listen it’s dying slowly, | |
| It’s got a hold on me, she can chase that feeling, | |
| It’s got a hold on me, don’t chase that feeling | |
| [VERSE 2: PRESSURE] | |
| Sometimes I feel we strive for a life of apathy, | |
| Callous deeds, other mindless acts of greed, | |
| Ain't jack for free, I think they’d try a tax to breathe, | |
| It’s like we fight to remind us that we bleed, | |
| I take flight in the night from lack of sleep, | |
| Cause peace of minds the only time that we’re free, | |
| It’s got a hold on me, and I’m a chase that feeling, | |
| It’s got a hold on me, we all chase that feeling | |
| [VERSE 3: SUFFA] | |
| It’s like they try to build you up to watch it all collapse, | |
| You try climb out the pit, they’ll try claw you back, | |
| Like back in the factory packing the shelves, | |
| It was hell cos the foreman was always harassing me, | |
| Like ‘How’s your little old music thing going?’ | |
| Now I’m like ‘How’s your bitter old loser shit going?’ | |
| And I’m right, it’s got a hold on me, and I’m a chase that feeling, | |
| It’s got a hold on me, I’m a chase that feeling like | |
| [CHORUS] | |
| And I’m a chase that feeling, | |
| Take that pain and replace that feeling, | |
| And I’m a take that healing then, | |
| Stand so tall they’ll have to raise that ceiling man | |
| [VERSE 4: PRESSURE] | |
| From a young age I was making my mark, chasing my start, | |
| Forever ain't enough when your state of the art, | |
| Fuck the haters that had said I’d never make it this far, | |
| It’s the pavers that I’d tread to dedicate to my craft, | |
| I’ve tailored every thread to bear the shape of my heart, | |
| Treating every breath as my first and day as my last, | |
| It’s got a hold on me, I still chase that feeling, | |
| It’s got a hold on me, yeah I still chase that feeling | |
| [VERSE 5: SUFFA] | |
| I ride the rails of a vinyl track, | |
| Fall into a trance and there ain't no climbing back, | |
| Sit and lose myself in all the hidden loops, | |
| They’re like forbidden fruits, I’m like can I get a bite of that? | |
| Gin and juice, I get loose and I write a track, | |
| Shivers down my spine, feeling more like a spinal tap, | |
| It’s got a hold on me, and I’m a chase that feeling, | |
| It’s got a hold on me, I’m a chase that feeling like | |
| [CHORUS] | |
| And I’m a chase that feeling, | |
| Take that pain and replace that feeling, | |
| And I’m a take that healing then, | |
| Stand so tall they’ll have to raise that ceiling man | |
| [VERSE 6] | |
| At start of the summer, | |
| I’m a come to life and have the heart of a hummingbird, | |
| And I can hear the drummer, | |
| She’s so ugly but I’m so in love with her, | |
| Wake up, roll out of bed, throw on some roll-on, | |
| Roll up to the studio, | |
| It’s got a hold on me, and I’m a chase that feeling, | |
| Chase that feeling |
| VERSE 1: PRESSURE | |
| She' s young, lithe and homely, wise by no means, | |
| Known one guy she' s for his eyes and only, | |
| He' s a lying phony, leaves crying, lonely, | |
| Separates the pain by staying high and though she, | |
| Might just O. D. high price to go free, | |
| This ain' t living, listen it' s dying slowly, | |
| It' s got a hold on me, she can chase that feeling, | |
| It' s got a hold on me, don' t chase that feeling | |
| VERSE 2: PRESSURE | |
| Sometimes I feel we strive for a life of apathy, | |
| Callous deeds, other mindless acts of greed, | |
| Ain' t jack for free, I think they' d try a tax to breathe, | |
| It' s like we fight to remind us that we bleed, | |
| I take flight in the night from lack of sleep, | |
| Cause peace of minds the only time that we' re free, | |
| It' s got a hold on me, and I' m a chase that feeling, | |
| It' s got a hold on me, we all chase that feeling | |
| VERSE 3: SUFFA | |
| It' s like they try to build you up to watch it all collapse, | |
| You try climb out the pit, they' ll try claw you back, | |
| Like back in the factory packing the shelves, | |
| It was hell cos the foreman was always harassing me, | |
| Like ' How' s your little old music thing going?' | |
| Now I' m like ' How' s your bitter old loser shit going?' | |
| And I' m right, it' s got a hold on me, and I' m a chase that feeling, | |
| It' s got a hold on me, I' m a chase that feeling like | |
| CHORUS | |
| And I' m a chase that feeling, | |
| Take that pain and replace that feeling, | |
| And I' m a take that healing then, | |
| Stand so tall they' ll have to raise that ceiling man | |
| VERSE 4: PRESSURE | |
| From a young age I was making my mark, chasing my start, | |
| Forever ain' t enough when your state of the art, | |
| Fuck the haters that had said I' d never make it this far, | |
| It' s the pavers that I' d tread to dedicate to my craft, | |
| I' ve tailored every thread to bear the shape of my heart, | |
| Treating every breath as my first and day as my last, | |
| It' s got a hold on me, I still chase that feeling, | |
| It' s got a hold on me, yeah I still chase that feeling | |
| VERSE 5: SUFFA | |
| I ride the rails of a vinyl track, | |
| Fall into a trance and there ain' t no climbing back, | |
| Sit and lose myself in all the hidden loops, | |
| They' re like forbidden fruits, I' m like can I get a bite of that? | |
| Gin and juice, I get loose and I write a track, | |
| Shivers down my spine, feeling more like a spinal tap, | |
| It' s got a hold on me, and I' m a chase that feeling, | |
| It' s got a hold on me, I' m a chase that feeling like | |
| CHORUS | |
| And I' m a chase that feeling, | |
| Take that pain and replace that feeling, | |
| And I' m a take that healing then, | |
| Stand so tall they' ll have to raise that ceiling man | |
| VERSE 6 | |
| At start of the summer, | |
| I' m a come to life and have the heart of a hummingbird, | |
| And I can hear the drummer, | |
| She' s so ugly but I' m so in love with her, | |
| Wake up, roll out of bed, throw on some rollon, | |
| Roll up to the studio, | |
| It' s got a hold on me, and I' m a chase that feeling, | |
| Chase that feeling |