Push It Away (A Modern Sickness)

I've got a feeling I can't show you

There's something buzzin' in my head

It's cold and dark and tastes of spiders

So let's fix our gaze into the sun

I'm gonna take you all for granted

I'm gonna feed you to the droogs

It's not your fault you've got a bounty

I've got a bomb inside my head

Push it away

Push it away

Push it away Disintegrate

Push it away Disintegrate

I'm gonna choose my own adventure

I'll place the bait between the teeth

Don't even try to make this harder

Let's go and prove it to the world

Push it away

Push it away

Push it away Disintegrate

Push it away Disintegrate

I've got a modern sickness

I've got a modern sickness