I thought I'd feel free in my brand new jeans

There's something wearing me

I just can't keep carrying

I thought that I'd feel free in my brand new jeans

There's something wearing me

I just can't keep carrying

I don't believe a word I said

It's my ambition that wants me dead

Of every message, of every text

I hear a voice, I make it stretch

You'll find me out, you find me out

You found me out, you found me out

You find it out, you find it out, you find it out

You found me out, you found me out

You found me out, you'll find it out

You'll find it out

And with his hand in my hand and his voice in my mouth

There's no love in my heart when I'm sitting on the couch

Throw the bag in the river so it's never found now

With a face made of rubber, I get lost in a crowd

It's the stones in his pockets, it's the smell in the air

It's the double-sided mirror, it's the change of her hair

It's the snap of her fingers when she knows you're right there

Make skeptic a believer, sitting in my armchair

All I want is a token of your gratitude

Have you been living in your bunker, man?

I know you've got a prepper attitude

I told them take their grace and send it where it came

Only the generous get to live another day

What is there to try, there is only to do

So open up your pockets and show me a thing or two

All I want is heavenly touch of the sun's rays

You fill me up like an ocean plastic

I convert your dreams into things

Tangible fantastic

I told them change their ways or risk the end of days

For Earth is the only bed in which a man can lay

What is there to consider, what options left to weigh

So open your accounts and get on his good side today

My son and the mailman have been trying to kill me for months

And you know what the police did? Nothing!

They did nothing, you people are gonna see the true colors of this man

Find me out, you find me out

Find me out, you find me out

All I want is a picture from your uncle's party

I see beneath all its shape and color

He's got a tattoo of a poppy

I tell him here's your chance to take it all away

The effects of my magic will depend on what you pay

If his grass is greener I can turn it black today

I'm the crow voice repeating every goddamn thing you say

It's the magic, the magic

It's the magic, the magic

It's the stones in his pockets, it's the look on his face

He looks just like my brother, but he's in the wrong place

And he won't tell me the truth, no matter how much I beg

With the head of a man and the body of a snake

You'll find me out, find me out

You found me out, found me out

You'll find it out, you'll find it out, you'll find it out

You found me out, you found me out, you found me out

You'll find it out, you'll find it out, you found me out