recycled song

As you know, I doodle and write on my notepad (during lectures) a lot. Most of them are nonsensical, but some are phrases I liked. I found that I could just collect them and arrange them into bad songs. For example, here's one:

stuck

you stop at the fading corner
I can see it in your eyes
you're not coming back
buried head and broken fingers
blood-soaked chicken noodle soup
you're not coming back

but you were never back

you swim around the ocean edge
and look for signs of despair
but it's not there
so you pedal harder toward infinity
in search of blue-dyed eyes
but I'm not there

cos I was never there

so we step into the astral car
locked and weighed to the ocean floor
but we're still lost
and we walk along the purple pavement
screaming for a purple dream
but we're still lost

cos we were never here
we were never here

Useless song-writing for dummies.