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