the food song

Recipes are just combinations
And what are these just mere salutations
When they plead for our salvation
Are these just the lies that feed our nations
As enemies we never learn
A shaking hand is never firm
But as the path clears we turn away from it all
All these jealousies we have earned
Oh so shamelessly they still return
All the outlandish lessons we have burned
Yes and were imprisoned by the whole thing
Who gets something really good to eat
Why do we want the world to fall at our feet
Like a child throws its food to the floor
Like an apple that is rotten to the core
As all the memories they kick in
The gravy, it is thickening
The combination is sickening
But we still press on
And as all the memories they kick
While the gravy it is thickening
And the combination is sickening
But we still press on
How to know whats in your head
How to know if youre just playing dead
But its all gonna be that way when you say youre alone and imprisoned by your yesterdays
Oh you know what you really want
But yet youve turned yourself into what you dont really wanna be
Here we are and we know dont have to be that way yes u know it