I called to say that I'm okay
The opposite of yesterday
No misery, just sticky trees
I'm swimmin' in promethazine
I want to say that honestly
Your vertebrae, I'm quite sure they're meant for me
I call relentlessly
But I just get your machine
I'm controlled by your machine
We rage against the machine
I just want your machine
Push keys 'til the day that we die
I called to say I made it back
I hit that lick, nothing I lack
I hang around
On dial tones, like they were meant for me
I call relentlessly
But I just get your machine
I'm controlled by your machine
We rage against the machine
I just want your machine
Push keys 'til the day that we die
