From The Curve in Superchunk

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

Chorus
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

Chorus

And i'm ready to leave again