Man Made

“What’ll make me a man” he asks the man maker .
He stands like a boulder made of rice paper .
Watched death til it’s like watching the weather .
Innocence plucked out of eyes like couch feathers .
We all sell our body one way or another .
He’s forehead to forehead with the people called other .
Lend your life for the line in the front .
The more you’re a man, the less you react to blood .
Oh man, you’re winning the game
With the rules you wrote and the road you made .
Oh boy, oh boy you’re having a ball
Man, you’re winning it, winning it, winning it all .
Oh man, you’re winning the game
With the rules you wrote and the road you made .
Oh boy, oh boy you’re having a ball
Man, you’re winning it, winning it, winning it all .
There’s no salt on his skin .
No water in face .
You must let it be evaporated with rage .
You’ll be pure testosterone killed singing a war song .
You will only see manhood when your sight is gone .
You are one lonely motherfucker .
There’s dope and beer to replace a brother .
You’ll find your family another way .
Jesus is the father that didn’t run away .
Oh man, you’re winning the game
With the rules you wrote and the road you made .
Oh boy, oh boy you’re having a ball
Man, you’re winning it, winning it, winning it, winning it all .
Oh man, you’re looking haunted
With the laws you built and the roles you wanted .
Oh boy, oh boy you’re looking pale .
You got what you wanted
You’re a man, you’re a male
You’re a man, you’re a man you’re a man, you’re a man, you’re a man
Steve
Steve wake up
Wake up Steve, you’re a man
You’re a man Steve
Steve
STEVE
What the fuck is wrong with Steve ?
He wears death’s merch .
Goes to every location that death promises to be a dice roll randomization .
He holds onto god like a pillow that’s torn .
Clutching that cotton as he heads into war, so
So what are you doing here looking so small ?
Why aren’t you cheering and stripping in the banquet hall ?
You begged for power and power responded
You got the worst thing of all, everything you fucking wanted .
Oh man, you’re winning the game
With the rules you wrote and the road you made .
Oh boy, oh boy you’re having a ball
Man, you’re winning it, winning it, winning it all .
Oh man, you got your guns and grenades .
The kids are dead, the women are afraid .
The boys are down there cheering in the crowd .
Man oh man oh aren’t you proud ?