Everyday I shit into the sea

It's strange but it doesn't mean much to me

I'm living in a porcelain dream

And things ain't quite what they seem

I try to keep things so nice

Each surface glowing snow white

It's good to be alive in here

Everything's gonna be alright

Everyday I talk to my machines

More sense than talking to human beings

It's pretty in the land of the free

Where things ain't quite what they seem

I try to my whole world's cheap and phony

Dear hearts get lost and lonely

I'll get what's coming to me soon