No, I mean my whole life
I want out
Life doesn't have to be this complicated
I gotta get rid of all my shit
I'm not supposed to end up like 
Ward Cleaver
Money, fidelity
Social obligations
Cell phones, all my bills
Both my broken cars
I want out
I want out
There's no way to clean up the mess
I gotta do away with everything
I'm gonna strip my thing down to the basic none
Stuff everybody
The pattering of little feet
Mortgage, accountability
Can I sleep on your couch?
I want out
I want out
I want out
This song