From the Curve

Is this what you expected?

Flat and empty, how I feel?

The brain is emptied out and clean

Clean is not a state that's real

So take what you are given

Just forget what you deserve

People think you're out there living

But you fell from the curve

Give me a name

Right now I'm just a cycle

Waiting to end

Right now I feel recycled

And I'm ready to leave again

Some tree in bloom like crazy hair

Some man in feathers flying

I want to stay, I don't, I'm lying

Getting used to it's what I feel

So much to answer for

We have so much to answer for

So sick of talking about it

Falling asleep on the floor

Give me a name

Right now I'm just a cycle

Waiting to end

Right now I feel recycled

And I'm ready to leave again

And I'm ready to leave again

And I'm ready to leave again

And I'm ready to leave again