Well doctor, can you help me? I'm in need of a cure

I'm standing toes out on the ledge and all I want is a push

I look around and all I see are robots, goblins, and creeps

And how the hell am I supposed

to grow in all of these weeds?

Ain't nothing healthy, I know, I wish it was just for show

It's hard to talk about but if I don't, I fear I'll explode

It's not as if I don't care, I just know life isn't fair

And if you think my journey's southbound

well then, I'll meet you there

If it all burns down, it's understood

We can remake it in Hollywood

There's something in the way

It always seems like I'm outnumbered

There's something in the way

All I ever needed was shelter

Am I suicidal or homicidal? I just can't tell

It's like no matter how hard I try, I'm living in hell

'Cause all I see is the grief, it's like a fuckin' disease

And it's just a humanoid disaster built on envy and greed

Is there a means to the end?

Is this whole thing just pretend?

I've got my hands out for the answers

but there's none to defend

I drank the blood from the cup

and I ate the bread from the cross

I'd buy my way back into heaven if they tell me the cost

If it all burns down, I'll understand

We can remake one in Disneyland

There's something in the way

It always seems like I'm outnumbered

There's something in the way

All I ever needed was shelter

Push, pull

Push, pull

Push, pull

Push, pull

Of all the machines I've raged against

None were worth the consequence

There's something in the way

It always feels like I'm outnumbered

There's something in the way

And all I ever wanted was shelter

There's something in the way

It always seems like I'm outnumbered

There's something in the way

Will I ever find my shelter?

Push, pull

Push, pull