Prisoner's Dilemma

No potion goes to waste
An IV to my brain
Credit roll me
I'm good you know my name

Tomorrow I'll improve
Just need a gram of that groove
To move the ghosts of
Those who can't be named

My spine's a messy twine (down which)
My heard slipped and never climbed (back up)
My mind can't reconcile this strange anatomy

Let's call it a supplement
I'm still a pleasant gent
Deal me your most
Potent strain of sympathy

Turn you'll turn
You'll turn
You'll turn away from me
In time you'll turn, you'll turn
You'll turn
You'll turn away from me
But it'll stay

Now then who do I blame today
I'm running out of names
From A to Z and back again
The figures fade
The walls go bare

Over all of my time frames
It's just me here with myself
Running circles in my head
Here I'm running
Running
Running

Go on tell them I've got skills
Testify to my good will
Surely you remember me for how I used to be

Go to tell me honestly
Do you see degeneracy
When you take a long hard look at me

Turn you'll turn
You'll turn
You'll turn away from me
In time you'll turn, you'll turn
You'll turn
You'll turn away from me
But it'll stay