Germ Cell Tumor Songtext

so many demons want to make a home in me
and i want to burn their house down
i want to burn it to the ground
i want to burn it down, down, down, down

i think that when i started there was hope in the tank
somewhere along the lines i replaced all of it
running on the arrogant fumes of self-satisfaction
got me reeking of the odor of my own pestilence

it's easy to miss the forest for the trees
when every tree i see is me
and i want to cut them down

so petrified and i'm tangled in conceit
i've got to find a way to burn what's left of me
and when I'm finally all torn down
you're rising up out of the ground