[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