I’m looking for a voice in the white noise

I’m looking for a voice in the white noise
I’m trying to make a choice with the right boy
To lay me down into bed
Leash the hounds in my head
Somebody (somebody) to finally see me through it
Somebody to remind me that I’m the quantum unit
Of a treaty and a handshake
An audience and fanbase
A culture and a cause
A movement and a mob
I said a culture, a cause, a movement, a mob