[realDolanBright]

Recycled Man

(Verse 1)

Throughout these days with the passing of each coming way
Ushers in yet another change coming alive for its time to play
Rising to the occasion to meet with its coming demise
Completely aware of the lack of a climatic surprise
So another day passes and I still miss those eyes
Another day down and a little piece of me dies
Yet without regret I sit here in the dark waiting on your call
Regardless if it arrives I still end up taking a fall
So downright ridiculous is this feeling inside me
Telling me to hold on, it will all come around see
She really loves you and you love her too
So at the end of the day it’s just what you gotta do
Come around the next day, a feeling of domination
She never made that call, you wanna start an altercation
But you won’t, cause she always comes back crying
Right back into my arms avoiding the facts that are underlying
She’s the damsel in distress that you have had before
Ignoring your intuition telling you this girls just a chore
You swam in her eyes and hiked through her hair
She entangled you and you didn’t even care
Oh well, it’s another trap you agreed to walk into
Another damaged chick trying to make you subdue
And at that you do, my mental state is becoming unclear
Is this madness or the result of pure fear?
Regardless the outcome always ends up smeared
How come every lover after the first is just fucking weird?
My first love was stable and we were still in our teens
And each girl after her was just a bunch of damaged queens
But that’s the grave I dug and that’s where ill fucking stay
Cause with each passing day I just keep burying myself away
Caught in a tomb of all my recycled Inner workings
Damned under a pile of my lack of scholarly earnings
Never learned a lesson, I’m an immoral asshole
Frankenstein innards with a soul as a black hole
And everything I do is split between gentle and psycho
Making me one diabolical kind of a sideshow
But that’s all in my past, the recycled man still walks
At that he can run past your society of dead hawks
While I still miss her eyes, I can still make the world shake
And with a pen and a beat I can make the world brake
And that’s all I need, that music up in my brain
To keep these troubles ordered and avoiding Cobain fame
I’ll live long and fight hard; it’s just what I choose to do
Just because I walk away doesn’t mean I’m not in love with you
It means I have to go for the road less taken
That path you spat on at the moment you where shaken
You turned your back on me around 20 times
You should feel foolish thinking that I wouldn’t write you a rhyme
About how you led me on then turned off the charm
Wishing nothing for me, no luck and no harm
Completely indifferent as you stepped into the fog
Not giving a shit if I live or die like an abandoned dog

(Chorus)

Another broken man, lets wrap him up together
Left arm right arm, make him float like a feather
Recycle those poems and let’s turn him into none other
But a psychedelic super man with no blood brother
Take that blood off the floor, reroute it through his veins
Let’s make this poor souls pain audible through his remains
Reuse those ligaments and redo those stitches
Gotta make him able to avoid all the glitches
And at the very last throw in the Styrofoam heart
So when he falls into love he doesn’t know where to start…

(Verse 2)

I’ve been let the fuck down by another serene sound
Causing all my inhibitions to get floured onto the ground
And everything that matters is wrapped up in another world
Twisted up into something that should never have been twirled
Shits been fucked ever since I left my heart with my first love
Leaving my zone sapped, spirit is something I’m completely deprived of
But I would never ask for her to return what little remains of my heart
Because it was always meant to be hers, right from the very start
But then again it’s too late to change, hold up on the brakes
I guess I’m stuck living as a mausoleum of my own mistakes
Now I got this left arm made of Plastic and acid blood
Right arm made of metal but covered with dirt and mud
Left in the dark with legs made out of clay
Assured by my own depression that this is where I stay
Self fulfilling Prophecies only drag my lungs down
Leaving everything remaining repulsed by the Grand ol’ town
Pitchforks and torches expose my open gashes
Constant impurities leave my securities at dashes
A mind made of paper is the only certain blessing
And these pencils for finger tips will always keep em guessing
Dark days ahead for me and my cinderblock feet
No compromise allowed until me and the lord meet
Cause I was born with the guilt but denied a savior
And these tampered wings do well to keep my from their favor
I’m made from the trash, discarded yet entwined
You fear it cause its back and at that it’s been refined
Regret those inner prayers that revoke the sin you do
Cause regardless of my form I’m just like you
And everything spared is the remains left in the gutter
Perfectly imperfected with my uncontrollable rutter
Only original piece left is a functioning liver
So that when the pain surfaces I can down it in liquor

(Chorus)

Another broken man, lets wrap him up together
Left arm right arm, make him float like a feather
Recycle those poems and let’s turn him into none other
But a psychedelic super man with no blood brother
Take that blood off the floor, reroute it through his veins
Let’s make this poor souls pain audible through his remains
Tear apart what little is fine and have those wrists sliced
So that even when he’s done with our hell he never sees Christ…

(Verse 3)

The World hurled out what little it had left
And darkened my copy of a copy leaving me deft
But that’s how the world turns and how the cookie crumbles
With mumbles in my head telling me to take a tumble
As if I’d ever listen to the weaker part of my humanity
I abstain brilliantly preserving what little sanity
The fire left me when the homeland was ablaze
No effect on me, it passed quickly not unlike a phase
So I went out all of my organs and ligaments too
What a fool I was, they walked right through
They grabbed what they could, what little there was
The prize jewel was gone, after that it was all fuzz
This Styrofoam heart and linoleum lungs sprung
Into a diabolical plan that never once begun
With a sense of validation and no ways to prove it
And inner fire burning and no way to sooth it
Oh how I envy everything, even the tin man
An assortment of junks worse than a living can
But this is my fault; I burned myself to the ground
However ashes are only worth shit when they have no sound
That’s the direction, gonna hit rock bottom
Delusional damned souls isn’t the only way we got em
(Brief pause with the sounds of rocks falling to the ground leading to an explosion with the next verse)
Rebirth motherfuckers, the phoenix rose from the heart ache
For the first time in many years, I am completely awake
Reset the buttons in the essence of forgotten clowns
I’ll take my ups now; I’ve finished all the downs
Everything was revived when I could identify my facet
Leaving me in a calm state, I am completely placid
But I am still dirt and mud, comprised of borrowed blood
But all of that’s forgotten when the bass starts with its thud
And I’m sleeping now (Wow!), I actually have dreams
That guides me to my path avoiding all extremes
At heart I guess I’m still the new and the old
Explaining the reason for why my skins so very cold
And what more could you ask for, this is my second chance
Recycled once upon a time and now ready to advance
Prey tell what motive swings the branch and limb
When the world is hopeless dark and dim
You would never know but I’ve seen it first hand
And I overcame the depression that I let expand
For a time it swallowed me up, pushed aside all the scenes
Until that one day that I was resulted to smithereens
Finally freeing that devil that once turned me into an angel
Bringing on my will, enjoying all good and hateful
Faithful to karma, screw any and all gods
Nothing but spiritual serial killers praised by our odds
And that’s the darkness you see within my light
They mingle brilliantly like a solution within a blight
Death and destruction arose from the conflict from one’s eyes
Revealing to myself my ignorance and how it was unwise
To travel through a foreign land with no gear
Enticed by the prospect and discovering a new frontier
Hearsay is abound in a distant galaxy
Exciting those rebels that reported a fallacy
Those eyes began as the end of the beginning
Their effects ran large and started with the spinning
Re-wrap those bandages and open the caskets
Let aside the turmoil that resides in these baskets
My past loves got the originals, sure that’s still true
But I feel whole again, so there’s nothing else to do
Forest rocking, subtle breaking of the tides
Only offer up what little remains when it collides
A stone through way was how we ended the day
But remained vital to the upcoming radioactive decay
I learned a lesson on love; I hope you learned it too
Cause I wouldn’t wish this to enter your point of view
And at the end of the day there’s nothing more I can do….

(Chorus)

Another broken man, lets wrap him up together
Left arm right arm, make him float like a feather
Recycle those poems and let’s turn him into none other
But a psychedelic super man with no blood brother
He hit rock bottom and then restored his mindset
His previous condition was no longer a threat
He walks among you, and you don’t even know
But he matches you now so everything you let go
Let rise, let fall, now you don’t give a damn
Cause regardless of his inner workings he is just a man…

U gotta get a studio deal or some shit. This is fire

[Ze Golden Pug]

Ok low key fire song