In the middle of a long dark hallway An emergency therapist behind glass: Break glass in case of nervous breakdown Failing expectations and letting ambitions shatter And millions of faceless people screaming what’s the matter I smashed through the window when I jumped from the rafters And landed in an open field in Central Nebraska Break glass and sound the alarm

When I was a little fat kid I got lost in the frame Of staring at thin happy kids and wanting to be the same So I ran to get tougher and deal with my anger And I wrapped myself in books because I thought I’d get smarter When I was a little fat kid I got lost in the frame Of staring in the mirror and wishing for a different name And flexing muscles that weren’t there and lamenting losing hair And hoping someday things would get better if I had a little fame But now I can’t stop dreaming of wearing a dress And having smooth hairless skin and shaved thin legs And my thin body comfortably fits in a petite sweater Every day I convince myself that if I was a girl I’d feel better Well I still feel depressed and I still feel depressed No matter how much I get on stage to confess That when I was little fat kid I got lost in the frame Now the frame is smaller but I still feel the same Now I’m sick Get sick and get used to living outside Well I still feel depressed and I still feel depressed Everyone’s eyes need to be wide open. Full body awareness. Full recognition of surroundings. Mind connected to the soul connected to the feet and feet connected to the floor. Palms tingling. Pupils dilating. Adrenaline rising. Everyone’s eyes are wide open: I’m she and you’re he and they’re they and they’re they and I can be whatever I need to be and you can be whatever you need to be Now I’m sick Get sick and get used to living outside

Might be down but I know what I want Michael leave the lights on Don’t let the door shut Michael let the sink run Don’t let the fire die Michael left the lights on and then he went outside To swim in the dark and see what he could find Michael left the door open and he never came back Michael had a train and he ran it off its tracks These trees look like living machines Disguised as human beings They run they run they run into the sea Or fly into a treetop canopy These viruses feel like human beings Disguised as living machines Might be down but I know what I want and I want it Knock knock knock and all the doors start to shudder The fireplace groans and the windows start to stutter

24/7, 34/7, 44/7, 54/7, 64/7, 74/7, 84/7, 94 hours a day If you want to tune in because you gotta drop out Tune into this beat and then turn it up loud Make your neighbors hear it and make your parents hear it And make your brother hear it and make your sisters hear it If you want to tune in because you gotta drop out We’ve got a sound for you to turn up loud Make your neighbors hear it and make your parents hear it And make your brother hear it and make your sisters hear it I want to tune in because I need to tune out 24/7. 34/7. 44/7. 54/7, 64/7, 74/7, 84/7, 94/7 We do it 24/7, 34/7 put the sound in your head and go straight to heaven We play anything we want. They grabbed us and they said if you don’t like it then get the fuck out. If you don’t like it get the fuck out. We said yeah we don’t like it so we’ll get the fuck out. Now we’re out. We play anything we want. If you want to tune in because you gotta drop out Of the monotonous garbage that’s knocking you around Then tune into this and tune them all out Throw a rotten tune in the trash Or give it new life Or leave your boring songs in the sun Leave your boring songs in the sun We play anything we want.

Should heaven decline to take me Leave me in the shade of the tallest tree