I’m sick of products I’m sick of products But I can’t… I can’t put it down Though I’ve tried With varying degrees of success For weeks at a time But I always come crawling back See I don’t need modern solutions to everyday problems I need to make more money And work less I don’t need modern solutions to everyday problems I need to make more money And work less I’m sick of products I’m sick of products All I want is some peace and quiet Inside my mind But they won’t stop Until they’re selling ad space In my dreams at night I’m sick of being a product I’m sick of always being closing I’m sick of selling you the idea that I am doing great I’m sick of selling you the idea that I’m always doing cool things and that I am constantly having a fun and interesting time I’m sick of selling you the idea that I am always present in my own life I’m sick of getting the angle just right so I don’t look as fat as I actually am I’m sick of products I’m sick of products All I want is some peace and quiet Inside my mind But they won’t stop Until they’re selling ad space In my dreams at night Your body is bad and wrong And no one could ever love you Not with that many tiktok followers I saw that you recently unfriended McDonalds What happened? If you need to talk to someone about it I’m here for you Try to focus on the good times you shared Quicken loans arena Halliburton half time show JPMorgan public housing TOSTITOS JAIL! I’d like to thank the fine people at the Frito-Lay corporation for sponsoring my time in this correctional facility I’m sick of products I’m sick of products All I want is some peace and quiet Inside my mind But they won’t stop Until they’re selling ad space In my dreams at night

Since we left Eden Semper Idem Nothing ever changed Our lives are sitcom plots repeating Details rearranged Everybody says they’re sorry when they’re caught Like the kids throwing bricks from the bridge The sirens let them know when It’s time to quit Myriad days we Masked our crazy Withholding wordless fits Just like a million tiny babies Sitting in their shit Everybody says they’re sorry when they’re caught Like the kids throwing bricks from the bridge The sirens let them know when It’s time to quit Although The dice are locked and loaded for another go Their mouths already motioning “I told you so.” While casting judgment safely from the sidelines Men entertained by Morbid games try Sleeping with the help Come tend to admit when I touch you I Think about myself Everybody says they’re sorry when they’re caught Like the kids throwing bricks from the bridge The sirens let them know when It’s time to quit

The culdesac where the shadows lie And houses watch with their empty eyes They chained us in to our beds at night To make us run when the time was right I swear I’ve felt this before When anything was possible My life was like a fish I couldn’t get my hands around Younger than I thought I was My heart pumped passion, but I was gonna pop unless I found someplace to put it all We thought we knew how the road would go We weren’t prepared for the told you so’s The houses rest on their crooked frames The culdesac where nothing changed I swear I’ve felt this before When anything was possible My life was like a fish I couldn’t get my hands around Younger than I thought I was My heart pumped passion, but I was gonna pop unless I found someplace to put it all Thought I could do anything Like limits weren’t meant for me I swore that I could fly if I could just get off the ground I wish that I was still that man Un-jaded by the hour hand The future still felt like something we could change