I Want Out

No, I mean my whole life
I want out

Life doesn't have to be this complicated
I gotta get rid of all my shit
I'm not supposed to end up like Ward Cleaver

Money, fidelity
Social obligations
Cell phones, all my bills
Both my broken cars

I want out
I want out

There's no way to clean up the mess
I gotta do away with everything
I'm gonna strip my thing down to the basic none

Stuff everybody
The pattering of little feet
Mortgage, accountability
Can I sleep on your couch?

I want out
I want out
I want out

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