"no more treats in the machine" lyrics

Dark, dark times, bitter flavor
Animal wrath and bitchy behavior
Phone's all dry, the juice is all gone
Rat park closed, it reopens at dawn

Break the loop, threaten the vibe
Something's gotta give, someone's gotta die
No more [?] halfway to devout
Lock in and step up or fuck off and get out

No more treats in the machine
There are no more treats left in the machine
What will you do? Who will you be?
When there are no more treats left in the machine

Smells like ozone, it smells like a maze
Beautiful things may be coming my way
Nothing really feels good, nothing is fun
Am I ready to die or am I ready to run?

Somewhere along the way I become suspicious
I'm an accomplice, I'm a participant
So if I'm a mouse and I'm looking for cheese
I side-eye the treats, I might break the machine

No more treats in the machine
There are no more treats left in the machine
What will you do? Who will you be?
When there are no more treats left in the machine