Tw Walsh - Public Radio lyrics

I'm tracking you down I'm putting a cap on the top of your tower You carry around A stick that you claim is the source of your power You transfer your trust To any witness wearing a collar You swallow that crust Whenever they hit you up for a dollar You argue with me But I don't want to argue with you You're placing a bet The marble will stop on the black or the red You love the internet It fills you up with existential dread Don't pilot a flight Between your body and your intellect I don't want to be right If everybody else is incorrect You argue with me But I don't want to argue with you