I gotta pick up the cage, I gotta pay for the lights
I gotta cut all the shit, kill every joy in sight
I gotta iron the gown, I gotta call off my plans
I gotta lay in bed, so I can do it again
I gotta break my back, I gotta get on track
I gotta get my shit, so I can give it all back
I gotta hang my head, I gotta learn to pray
I gotta shut it all down if I wanna be okay
Trapped in the snare that is the faith which I keep in you
And while I sleep, you mock the things I do
Am I getting it? No
Turn around, stomp me out, and dig a hole
You're not feeling it? No
Drown me out, put me down, and dig a hole
I gotta tape it all down, I gotta give to the church
I gotta head to town and forget my worth
I gotta shave my head, I gotta get to bed
I gotta pick a shelf then go fuck myself
I gotta make some calls, I gotta line shit up
I gotta pay some bills, I gotta give two fucks
I gotta trust the cops that it'll be alright
Hand them my gun and sleep alone tonight
And so I wait for these things to turn on me
Follow the steps so I can be complete
Trapped in the snare that is the faith which I keep in you
And while I sleep, you mock the things I do