[Verse 1] Bury me between the guilty and filthy
Then hang me from the tallest tree in Whitby
Burn me first thing the next morning
Keep, keep your shitty conspiracy theory
Shitty conspiracy theory
On being free

[Chorus] Dizzy, weakening
Sinking until I’m nothing

[Verse 2] Make me feel like I’m in need
Then take me, mistake me for a body
Anxiety
It’s not the city, it’s the pageantry
Keep, keep your shitty conspiracy theory
Shitty conspiracy theory
On being free

[Chorus] Dizzy, weakening
Sinking until I’m nothing