Material Boy - Sir Sly, The Naked And Famous

I love material

But everything I love so quickly falls apart

Keep it to myself and in my heart

And I’m only as sick as my secrets

So, baby, tell me, what is my weakness?

I called a therapist, she sent me to a circle to sort it out

I got my foot in my mouth

My medicine stopped working for my sick soul

Under the pressure, I fold

And I opened up my heart and found a spiritual void

This is a spiritual world

I’m a material boy

And I opened up my heart and found a spiritual void

This is a spiritual world

I’m a material boy

I’m a material boy

Deeply American, which is to say I’m deeply ashamed

I wonder what the world would say

And I’m probably sick from my secrets

Politically daft, but we’re in deep shit

Can’t tell the circle that the red has got me paranoid

Superiority keeps me annoyed

It bears repeating that I’m sick and had to quit

No longer Christian, but I’m still afraid of judgement

And I opened up my heart and found a spiritual void

This is a spiritual world

I’m a material boy

And I opened up my heart and found a spiritual void

This is a spiritual world

I’m a material boy

I’m a material boy

I filled up my pockets

Checked all the boxes

I couldn’t escape

Still find myself obnoxious

Prideful and godless

Selfish and thoughtless

Capital dream for material boy, then I went and I lost it

I went and lost it all

And I opened up my heart and found a spiritual void

This is a spiritual world

I’m a material boy

And I opened up my heart and found a spiritual void

It’s a spiritual world

I’m a material boy

It’s a spiritual world

I’m a material boy

It’s a spiritual world

I’m a material boy