Machine

I need all my friends to get me out
Of the house make me make the bed
I’m not even safe within myself
Want someone else to live inside my head
Equal parts a mess and OCD
Could never seem to marry both of them
And I could drive a car onto your street
Feel incomplete burn into my seat
My body has been a machine since I was 18
I let it keep me from being carefree
And when it scares me I let it drive
I need all my friends to keep me sane
My brain became a dirty ashtray
And I could drive a car into a lane
That goes one-way just to feel something
My body has been a machine since I was 18
I let it keep me from being carefree
And when it scares me I let it drive
I’m not who I thought I’d be
What is killing me is me what is killing me is me
What is killing me is me what is killing me is me
Oh, what is killing me is me what is killing me is me
What is