
PROZACZOPIXAN
Chill lo-fi ambient track starts with soft vinyl crackle and muted electric keys, layered over delicate finger drumming. Dual vocal textures in the intro emulate a natural doctor-patient conversation. Warm bass, airy synth pads, and drifting, sleepy guitar lines create an unhurried, relaxed groove. Sparse percussion and subtle loop variations sustain the mellow, immersive vibe.

PROZACZOPIXAN
Chill lo-fi ambient track starts with soft vinyl crackle and muted electric keys, layered over delicate finger drumming. Dual vocal textures in the intro emulate a natural doctor-patient conversation. Warm bass, airy synth pads, and drifting, sleepy guitar lines create an unhurried, relaxed groove. Sparse percussion and subtle loop variations sustain the mellow, immersive vibe.
Lyrics
Intro – Dialogue
[Patient]: Doctor, I’m falling apart… I don’t care about anything anymore.
[Doctor]: Hm… hm…
[Patient]: I’m… I’m in full-on burnout.
[Doctor]: I see exactly what’s wrong with you.
[Patient]: Work? I don’t want it anymore…
[Doctor]: Of course, of course…
[Narrator / Background voice]: Prozaczopixan.
[Patient]: I can’t sleep… the kids…
[Narrator / Background voice]: Prozaczopixan, hey, xan, xan.
[Patient]: What’s that? I don’t understand.
[Narrator / Background voice]: Prozaczopixan – this is what you need.
[Patient]: Is it a new molecule?
[Narrator / Background voice]: Prozaczopixan – xan, xan, xan, xan, xan.
[Patient]: Hmm… I still don’t get it, doctor.
Verse
Prozaczopixan when it gets too unbearable (What?)
Go to the hospital, ask for Prozaczopixan
Now I wanna see a pretty smile (A pretty one), Prozaczopixan, Prozac—, Prozaczopixan
No matter what the protagonist’s got, I recommend Prozaczopixan (Xan)
An antidepressant (Okay) and an anti-anxiety pill (Okay)
A sedative just in case (Okay), a sleep aid for the night (Okay)
When it’s too unbearable, Doliprane won’t cut it (Go)
Go to the hospital, ask for Prozaczopixan (Go)
Straitjacket covered by insurance (What?), renewed for life
Padded walls (Hm-hm), it’s hard to get out
We know it, but we don’t care, it’s that or the shit, really
And now, I’m not scoring in the cold, tell me what’s bothering you
I’ve seen, the cops investigate but I’m no longer their client (Nah)
I leave the pharmacy with morphine in my bag
I don’t need pop in my bag
The prescription’s somewhere, the prescription’s somewhere, somewhere
Hey (Hey) Prozaczopixan, Prozac—, Prozaczopixan
For you, for your Lolita, after that, go Allo Pizza (Brr)
For sad adults and lame teenagers too (Go)
Go to the hospital, ask for Prozaczopixan (Go)
Nah, it’s not drugs (Nah)
Addiction’s real but so is depression (Also)
If you feel side effects when you stop, don’t stop (Never stop)
Now that you know the secret, I don’t wanna see you break down anymore (Go)
Prozaczopixan (Go)
