"Wires" By The Neighbourhood

If he said "Help me kill the president,"
I'd say he needs medicine.
Sick of screaming let us in
The wires got the best of him
All that he invested in
Goes straight to hell
Straight to hell.

He told me I should take it in
Listen to every word he's speaking
The wires are getting older
I can hear the way they're creaking.
As they're holding him, well
I can see it in his jaw
That all he ever wanted was a job.
He tells me to be raw
Admits to every little flaw
that never let him sit upon the top.
Won't tell me to stop
Thinks I should be a little cautious.

Boy, I can tell the wires pulled.