You hit the floor
But they still want more from you
You can sleep when you're dead
“Get back where you belong,” they said
It’s all one big machine
One giant sound, a million horns
And thrusting pipes
The highways stink of gasoline
These fiber optic cables lead me back into the stables
There’s a hookworm in my pocket
Plug me back into my socket
There’s a zero on the ATM
I’m screaming at my best friend
Oh the train is late again
Where did these tunnels come from and where do they go?

Pounding on the keys I’ve locked myself out
Could I buy a ticket please
A car pulled up and burned me with the exhaust
I am exhausted
Somehow all the stores were air conditioned
I’m conditioned
Where's the shampoo
What’s that camera looking at
Am I under arrest
I can’t remember anything
There are too many letters in their magazines
I hold my wallet like a gun
I’m on the run
The crimson carpet flashes me a smile
I’m gonna charge
I’m so afraid everyone’s watching
How did I get here
I was a child once
Blaring horns fill up the sky from every possible direction
Flashing beams of angry lightning blinding, will I have a seizure?
In the morning an alarm was ringing and it never stopped
I’ve been riding on the bullshit every day, when can I get off?

A thousand nights of loneliness
Agreeable indecencies
Indignities
Convenience
It’s pushing me down to my knees
They’re buckling onto the cement
My blood is spilling
This doesn’t make any sense
Why do I have to carry all this weight
Am I a slave?

Blaring horns fill up the sky from every possible direction
Flashing beams of angry lightning blinding, will I have a seizure?
In the morning an alarm was ringing and it never stopped
I’ve been riding on the bullshit every day, when can I get off?

What is this around my neck
What is this around my neck
What is this around my neck
What is this around my neck
What is this around my neck
What is this around my neck
What is this around my neck
What is this around my neck
What is this around my neck
What is this around my neck
What is this around my neck
What is this around my neck
Blaring horns fill up the sky from every possible direction
Flashing beams of angry lightning blinding, will I have a seizure?
In the morning an alarm was ringing and it never stopped
I’ve been riding on the bullshit every day, when can I get off?

I just want a taste of sour milk
So I can know its power
Just give me a peek behind the curtain
So I’ll know for certain
I know I can stop I’ll turn it off
Just one more minute at the trough

What’s the hurt in doing hurtful things if you’ll never remember?