What the fuck is you thinkin’ Better yet where the fuck is you goin’? Get back to no star mappin’ Out here nobody knowin’ Time flyin’ and you figured You’d fly right along with it Not hearin’ no warnings In the morning you go get it Like thruster throttle play that out Move a half a moon around A galaxy you play that down Like it’s nothing, nothing out Of nothing leaves you wishin’ Every day that they was still around Soakin’ in the corridor corroding While you mill about ‘Bout a million miles a millimeter Doesn’t really mean nothing ‘Cause your body is bone marrow And blood can never be trusted It won’t last to the nearest Destination because functions You could load into the chamber And treat sleep like it’s a punch-in Space is wavy, follow form it, analyze it spectrally The specter in the spectrum On inspection is an entity You call it god, or man, or woman Love or hope, it's all the same A nickel-bag philosophy, a beta boost inside a brain
No home, you've been there Clearly off safety No destination No time for waiting Saviors are fiction Memories fading like ghosts, ghosts, go
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Conversation is tough when ya think Too much ‘bout the medals Most time is spent silently Just monitoring your levels Scanning for the Clay Ark And the blood pressure, and stay dark It's off long enough so your days aren’t Just arbitrary, though they are Nothing is familiar So the strange become the family Analogies are old and useless When was the last time you had a tree For reference or for reverence Irrevocable amnesty For sure, by now, you’re so far gone To track would be insanity Ingrain all the membranes You get conscience as a dark spot Heavier than the other antimatters In your stark thoughts Can’t shake what you’ve done No matter how far you outrun it Amass that with the false fact That somebody is coming Delusional is easier than self examination But you gotta make a choice of where you're going Because staying is surrendering Since you might be the last that’s not an option Get your shit together, lover boy, stop looking at the clock
No home, you've been there Clearly off safety No destination No time for waiting Saviors are fiction Memories fading like ghosts, ghosts, go
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