[Verse 1]
Jesus, take the wheel
This ego's not ideal
So, look for something biblical, it's terrible
The Father, the Son, the Holy Ghost ride
What's the point of being alive?
If I can't feel something critical or literal
[Chorus]
I'm talking to myself
A bookcase filled with no one else
Illusion of myself
The second death of Teddy Roosevelt
I'm talking to myself
An apartment filled with no one else
I'm blue balling myself
With dreams of a life that I'll nevеr get
Like Teddy Roosеvelt
[Verse 2]
Like a phantom on the coast
I'm Frankenstein in his ghost of a complex
And a real life hellbent monster of a headache
Perfume papers in a furnace
We only scratch the surface
I am scattered, it's not perfect
I'm ready to die, only a little bit nervous
[Chorus]
I'm talking to myself
A bookcase filled with no one else
Illusion of myself
The second death of Teddy Roosevelt
I'm talking to myself
An apartment filled with no one else
I'm blue balling myself
With dreams of a life that I'll never get
Like Teddy Roosevelt
[Bridge]
Treat my mind like a bonsai
Or do I tell it, "Time to work," 'til I burn out?
Sing it out like a magpie
It goes, la-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Cover my body in tie-dye
It's poetry, man, don't make me spell it out
Sing it out like a war cry
It goes, la-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Like a guillotine necktie
Blame it all on the shitty hand I'm dealt
Sing it 'til your throat's bone dry
La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
[Chorus]
I'm talking to myself
A bookcase filled with no one else
Illusion of myself
The second death of Teddy Roosevelt
I'm talking to myself
An apartment filled with no one else
I'm blue balling myself
With dreams of a life that I'll never get
Like Teddy Roosevelt
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