They’ll suffocate your friends Then beg you to forget (Dry-eyed and your hands so stainless) (Born right when the world was blameless) You’re aching every day Addicted to decay (Side eyes in a tight formation) (Real life at the petrol station) I saw the PM in the lobby today And I asked him if he had somethin’ he wanted to say Going 'round 'round 'round like a wishing well Going down down down like a tunnel to hell No feeling no tears No narcissists here No room on that fence (I’ve got to know) (Don’t want to know) There’s no dignity left They'll paralyse the skin Then kiss your bleeding lips (Unclean in the paywall palace) (Get beat by their mindful malice) You’re trying not to crash An itch you need to scratch (Pure dread in the top position) (Check twice for your paid transmission) Well anchor me deep in apathy And you can’t be an anarchist taking a fee And I sold my soul for the soles on my shoes And a coal's cold core not getting to you (I want it) Reflection of fear Detention declared Traumatic appeal (I’ve got to know) (Don’t want to know) Thou shalt not steal You want to give it a break I want to tear this down I want to be myself but I don’t know how