Queens of the Stone Age
Straight Jacket Fitting
[Verse 1]
Come for a fitting way of life
It's all the rage, enslaved, in style
Come for a fitting way of life
Straight jacket fitting a little too tight
[Pre-Chorus]
Hold me close, I'm confused
I don't wanna go out
I told myself, "You can do this"
I'm havin' my doubts, oh
The old world melts like a candle
A-flickerin' out, ah, oh
[Chorus]
What can you do? We're all alone
In Times New Roman, no allegiance
Chasin' your wish over the cliff
If you insist on daydreamin'
Wake up, we need you
No more daydreamin'
Don't fall asleep now
[Verse 2]
How is the fitting way of life?
Boa constricting a little too tight
[Middle 8]
Friends close, enemies closеr
Lend me your ear
I say safеty's an illusion, that's why it
Disappear
Oh, infiltrators, saboteurs
Affix your blades and steel your nerves
Maraud the façade 'cause the children want answers
Corrode from the inside like a good type of cancer
Oh, piss on the clergy, the new age heathens
The old guard, avant-garde, technolojesus
The hand-made jury, cage-free corporate raiders
Patriotic, probiotic, deletist, eracist
The world
Yeah, she don't need savin'
'Cept from you and me and our
Misbehavin'
[Bridge]
To face down your demons, you've got to free them
To seize all your demons, Carpe demon
To face down your demons, you've got to free them
To seize all your demons, Carpe demon
The look in your eyes (To face down your demons, you've got to free them)
Says, "I love you" (To seize all your demons, Carpe demon)
And, oh, I love you too (To face down your demons, you've got to free them)
(To seize all your demons, Carpe demon)
[Pre-Chorus]
Hold me close, I'm confused
I don't wanna go out
I told myself, "You can do this"
I'm havin' my doubts, oh
The old world melts like a candle
A-flickerin' out
Still so much to lose
And I've already lost so much
Yeah
[Chorus]
What can you do? We're all alone
In Times New Roman, no allegiance
Chasin' your wish over the cliff
Oh, I insist on daydreamin'
But what can you say? Enjoy the buffet
In Times New Roman or it's treason
What you expect? I'm so
Goddamn sick of this place, bring on the healing
Go on and heal me
Bring on the healin'
Good dogs lay down
[Verse 3]
Come for a fitting way of life
It's all the rage, enslaved in style
Come for a fitting way of life
Straight jacket fitting a little too tight
[Instrumental Outro]