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Recover Me (feat. Andrew Gummer) [Single]

by Fisky

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Recover Me is at track about walking away from the past and any issues that may be holding you back.

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behind closed doors, a smashed hour glass on the floor
pages scarred with scattered thought trying to make sense of it all
do I need to vacate the planet to escape the manic
all that's waiting at homes a pen, pad and shadow of an addict
so many left I felt like a victim of theft
that's why I don't conversate in case
only my pen can relate
released free from the chains and restraints
and the pain that equates
to these bars of love, loss, and hate
and I ain't passing blame mate
cos I ain't never been a saint
shoes far from straight laced
and these bastards indeed will label these as dastardly deeds
they don't see, the puddles, where oceans should be...
you say come back to me you can relieve the hurting…
you can take away the pain - but do you believe in mercy?
you've had hold of me for years all you do is hurt me
that's why goodbye its gotta be there’s no room for Arrivederci...

Once blind but now I see
The twelve steps ahead aren't so steep
Tonight is just another hazy memory
Tomorrows the recovery
When I'll recover me

my head hits the pillow, my mind won’t let go
no sleep needing weed just to keep me mellow
not popping pills because I'm ill I'm popping pills so I can feel
no stopping once begun until there's nothing left I spun the wheel
gimme anything alcoholic, pass the gin, hold the tonic
cocktails of narcotics replaced the antibiotics
white lines while I write lines lie to myself its fine
what's the problem, huh? if it helps, if it inspires...
now I'm tired of being wired, and I don’t wanna depart
people don't know me but say I'm the party starter
those who know me know it’s really not a party Pauly’s after
I was only trying to fill the feeling of hopelessness after
seeing your mother waste away and father die of a broken heart
you're left with an emptiness inside you can't avoid, this void in my past - can't be filled
all I saw was the bottom of the glass
from pillar to post time for ghosts to depart...

Once blind but now I see
The twelve steps ahead aren't so steep
Tonight is just another hazy memory
Tomorrows the recovery
When I'll recover me

set fire to yesterday - watch the smoke rise
embers of desire crackle symbolizing the cries
as a part of me dies echoed by the night skies
a phoenix burned and reborn from my own ashes I....
drop anger release anchor fly away be a stranger
just let me get lost now like Michael in Moscow
silver spoons down I can’t stand these clowns
the past to potent, leave me in the moment now

Cos I'm sick of fear n weeping freaking feeling weak n hearing creaking
never sleeping counting sheep n in the deep end leaping
see, me with no fights like Clarence with no Alabama
a fan with no banner the grammar's like the bang of a hammer
a man with no manners? Nah, I just can’t handle the spanners
but now I got my spirit level
time to level the playing field like I was Bane in Gotham
smash through this fucking rotten writers block n
see if the skies still blue - I've forgotten
since the hand that rocked the cradle
I'm the man that mocked the label
dissect me on the page then expect me to be grateful
scribbling at this wobbly table the only thing'll keep me stable
it’s no fable Mabel don't you ever box me in with Abel
the Cain ain't capable of killing me - I'm too able
when I'm writing two worlds colliding clash of the titans
thunder chasing lightning, Tsunami’s meet a hurricane
I sweat storms from my pores so when it pours I’ll always reign

Once blind but now I see
The twelve steps ahead aren't so steep
Tonight is just another hazy memory
Tomorrows the recovery
When I'll recover me

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released October 23, 2015
Written by Paul Nathan Fisk
Co written by Andrew Gummer

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Fisky London, UK

Fisky is a Poet, Rapper, Public Speaker, Founder of Mind Over Matter and member of London’s #Flopoet collective mentored by Natalie ‘The Floacist’ Stewart.

Writing has always been Fisky’s therapist. He draws on his twenty years lived experience with addiction and depression to raise awareness and process his own struggles. ... more

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