Gruvvy · Single
The Recidivist
Old habits and ideas imprison us. Change is challenging, especially when media & entertainment preach passivity. Simplicity is a salve to our oversaturated brains. Breaking free of this requires immense uphill effort. Recovery from it is not a straight line. The Recidivist is my Mr. Tambourine Man. While he ”plays a song for me,” I sink deeper and deeper into regression until I’m the one recruiting others with my own version of his siren song.
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I was counting on you, counting backwards Counting out the facts and factors We talked it out and talked around it I played my tape and then rewound it Since we’ve reached another end It’s up to me to start again I’ll start again I was counting on you, I recounted Counting out how bad it sounded Disoriented, out of balance Regressing back into to my old habits I went to see the Recidivist He was singing that familiar song I went to see the Recidivist He was singing that same old song Oh, oh, oh! Lapse into another relapse Subdue the crackling of a synapse Just lapse into another relapse Invigorated by permission To settle back into remission I touch the candle with a lighter And chant the mantra, my reminder… Oh, oh, oh! To put some gaps into the synapse Swirling in my head, surrounded By views I held and never doubted So I can pass for an insider With all the skills that I’ve acquired I learned to be the Recidivist Now I can sing this familiar song I learned to be the Recidivist Now I'm singing that same old song Oh, oh, oh! Lapse into another relapse Oh, oh, oh! So you can get some rest and relax Oh, oh, oh! Let’s set you up with YOUR own relapse First, stock the fridge with beer & cheese snacks Enjoy the reruns and nightly recaps The quips, attacks, and scripted comebacks From D-list actors stacking wisecracks In sitcoms stiff with phony laugh tracks The only well-spent time is when you relax So lapse into another relapse