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I'm so sick of myself
I just keep looking up at the clouds
Goddamn, it feels like a meteor
But it's far easier than being alone with my thoughts
When the days are eclipsed by the nights
How long will you survive?
I'm bathing in this habit of heaven
I'm losing direction
And masking myself with a cloak
So just breathe a little deeper and
Exhale what I thought I could
Thought I'd make it easier but I just keep rolling the dice
Turning my ignition key I see a green light
And lately I feel like a spaceman
Most know me as a Wasteman
Floating up in the atmosphere
Showing no real signs of life
"Or something else we cannot even imagine?
There may be only one way to know... Go to the other planets"
It tastes like sugar
But isn't really sweet
When I hide behind the curtain
Give me THC
Subdued and uncollected
I crave to feel distant tonight
And I warm to the feeling
Of feeling nothing at all
Lost in astral planes
A lonely astronaut
So what would you call home
If home is no longer this world?
I'm an extraterrestrial
An extraterrestrial
And maybe I feel like a spaceman
I want to replace
Any future displacement
For sickness of brain
Those lights starts to flicker
When I've just been letting them burn
I've just been letting them burn
"5... 4... 3… 2… 1"
I've just been letting them burn
WRITERS
Charlie Whyte, Louie Bartholdi
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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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