Recycle Maker lyrics

Not too long ago Before the buildings came alive

We would gather around the Glow and eat slow to survive

Now too long ago before money came around

We would trade our gifts with one another it made me smile

Not too long ago before we found ourselves in skin

We would travel around but had no means to comprehend the end

Not too long ago before we found out how to fly

The only problem is our my ground my sky

My feet are wet My mouth is dry—Im Out of breath

Im on clouod nine---Im in the zone--This mountatis high—

My Flesh- is hung—out to dry

Im in a ditch---Ive been left—

Punked by reason—Pimped by death---

An inch a step---one sec alive—a pinch a mess---a person's life---

Worse than mine—thas impos sible---Turn the sirens off—

Circle spiral—Pattern sequence of events that keep me lost---

Leave me be—Im Trying to sing---My Mouth is dry----my feet are wet

Im on cloud nine--Im in the cockput--It kinds of stings rings in my head

Im a recycling bin a copy cat an imitator

Cross pollination common sense-common ground denominator

Im as unique as the cherry tree on 7th st and baker

Im as complete as a as a father who leaves his daughter and screams I hate her

This one goes to the non-beleivers—the off the leashers—

The common leaders—the frost bit conflict moshpit seisures----

Police officers—stop your teeth in---political monsters---bible seekers

The cost is not worth—the honor secret---conquer—eager-About to leave here

Not sure---stop her—for the offer from the doctor is not in her favor…

and the author is out of his paper…In imposter not of this nature…

Im a hostage—give me your labor—later--call me later—call me a savior--

Anything that makes me feel good—allright-all day—all night--I'll fight

But not with my fist—in the wind—I light- a match---that’s fact

Real talk—non the fiction—still walkin- with God on a mission so often

Im lost in a vision----no coffin--- non-existent—early bird gets the worm

Gone fishin—learning how to take my turn---suspicion

When we gonna make it burn—

Ill fix it---break into a million-pieces—how’d it fit

You could watch me flop in a puddle of thought-

or I could watch you slip in a pile of shit

Or we could both shut our eyes and feel what its like

To co-exist in the world in which we both---live

Leave me be—Im Trying to sing---My Mouth is dry----my feet are wet-

Im on cloud nine---Im in the cockput--It kinds of stings my wings are stretched

Im a recycling bin a copy cat an imitator

Cross pollination common sense-common ground denominator

Im as unique as the cherry tree on me on 7th st and baker

Im as complete as a as a father who leaves his daughter and screams I hate her

Now—

Not too long ago before I figured how to keep it full

I was down and out and when I hit the ground beautiful

Not too long ago before I figured out how to explore

You can get your hopes high but in due time they just want more

Not too long ago before I figured how to take my time

Instead of stoning someone else I pulled the plank out--from my eye

Not too long ago before I figured out theres not much to do

You can always press record-but never can you click undo

I--wonder what they say about me when Im not around

rain tastes—the--dirt -thunder ate the--clouds

Pleasure made hurt--mother made a child

Running wild at first ---make her proud----settle down---

Suffocate the---smile with a box of choke--- too many options

Lead to escape---now-float---—waiting if I may cope

Perhaps---the right---time is now---well

I tried to count how many times—time out really pryed my doubt-

To admit slipped—I climbed right out----yes--I did

HI Im---the king of the world with the High---I found—

Yeah---I’ve lost my faith---But Im fine right now---loss---

Is a safe way home- so I wait---say no---if I happen to hit rock bottom—

I'll lie to your face—to remain faithful to the sky- that I make hang low

Im a recycling bin a copy cat an imitator

Cross pollination common sense-common ground denominator

Im as unique as the cherry tree on 7th st and baker.

Im as complete as a as a father who leaves his daughter and screams I hate her

• Artist:Kristoff Krane
• Album:I Freestyle Life (2005-2013) (2014)