Mushrooms, speckled trees and fallen branches
You’re stuck up to your knees in forgone chances
You’re scared off by the creaking sound of answers
‘Cause all your release-seeking is a reason to think they’re

All out to get you
You think they’re all out to get you

Logarithms and jigsaw pieces
Tell me why they’re so chuffed to bits with own damn thesis
You're force fed someone else’s recipes
They sprinkle in their own flaws and call it the secret ingredient

Why has their laugh?
‘Cause you think they’re out to get you
You think they’re all out to get you

When you don’t feel a part of the human species
You can blame it all on those pesky chemical releases
Your thoughts all gang up on you when you least expect it
But it makes you come to realise that they’re the only ones that are

All out to get you
But they’re never gonna get you
Oh, they’re all out to get you
Don’t you ever let them get you, oh no