Mangled

[Verse: 1 (Huckwheat)]

Burn that flame see where im at
Spilled the candle wax on my lap
Race, til im finished
Me i never really had, faith
They shift control, I’m not that type
And You can't enter looking for backspace
I wish I had less forgiveness
They trying to get rid of my innocence
Whats your life if you're not living?
Bang
Its who are not whats your name
Tell me what’s the stakes
Now let that marinade and bake, wait
What that mean?
It takes time to be seasoned
Outside be deceiving
So dim that fire just a little
Its bout how you cook the middle
Cloudy thoughts in me Garage? You damn right
Fuck a parking spot we run alot, you damn right
I’m a Star, nah I’m a God
Hell yeah, Man I evolve
Even though some things will never change

[Chorus]

And we’re back to the rhythm
We’re trapped in existence
We’re running back to square one
Mangled till we’re undone

Lost in the feeling
Gone back to deceiving
Ourselves in our own word
Watching as our eyes burn

But life still turns till it comes around
Our candles burn a little more than we’re used to
So my heart stays there
Waiting for the meaning of a new sun
Mangled till we’re undone

[Verse: 2]

It’s my Depeche Mode world
Got me stripped to the bone
I came back into existence
Just to live here alone
But what’s what?
If the means can justify the ends
We’re all tied to the sins that our eyes commend
When we slip tiny secrets through the cracks of the pure doors
Got caught stepping in the tracks of a headless horse
That don’t stop for life, but we thought we might
Be a special type, now I wonder why
I sunk so low
So it goes
I can into existence when my soul said “do as I say”
I lived inside myself forever
Just to fight the hard truth that the world sings

[Chorus]

And we’re back to the rhythm
We’re trapped in existence
We’re running back to square one
Mangled till we’re undone

Lost in the feeling
Gone back to deceiving
Ourselves in our own word
Watching as our eyes burn

But life still turns till it comes around
Our candles burn a little more than we’re used to
So my heart stays there
Waiting for the meaning of a new sun
Mangled till we’re undone

[Outro]

It’s only our perception of it, we’re trapped, tethered to it. But that doesn’t mean that that’s all there is. If anything it’s evidence that we can participate in goodness truth and beauty, as evidence that there must be, like, a one hundred percent reality to these things.