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