How I Wrote "elastic Man" Lyrics - Fall

I'm eternally grateful 

To my past influences 

But they will not free me 

I am not diseased 

All the people ask me 

How I wrote "Elastic Man" 

Life should be full of strangeness 

Like a rich painting 

But it gets worse day by day 

I'm a potential DJ 

A creeping wreck 

A mental wretch 

Everybody asks me 

How I wrote "Elastic Man" 

His soul hurts though it's well filled up 

The praise received is mentally sent back 

Or taken apart 

The Observer magazine just about sums him up 

E.g. self-satisfied, smug 

I'm living a fake 

People say, "You are entitled to and great." 

But I haven't wrote for 90 days 

I'll get a good deal and I'll go away 

Away from the empty brains that ask 

How I wrote "Elastic Man"