Surgically Removing The Tracking Device

Tearing out my hair

On a bedroom floor

Empty all the meds

Never anymore

For sure

Throbbing in my flesh

Breaking out in scarlet sores

Therapy I've been enslaved

I think I'll medicate this rage



So now I've crossed the line

So now I've crossed the line

Now I've crossed the line

So now I've crossed the line

(tearing out my hair on a bedroom floor)



Fixing up the drugs

With a tiny flame

Put 'em in my lungs

And forget my name

I blame my parents for molesting me

With self-fulfilling prophecies

The teacher for indulging me

His shit dressed up in fury, fear and shame



So now I've crossed the line

So now I've crossed the line (put 'em in my lungs and forget my name)

So now I've crossed the line

So now I've crossed the line



High and I'll drive

I'll get high and I'll drive



If I were the keys

Then where would I be

If it's up to me

Then I will be free

If I were the keys

Then where would I be

If it's up to me

Then I will be free



Yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah