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Interstellar Trip
02:37
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I was driving alone in my car.
It’s so dark outside, will I make it far?
Turned the radio on, and I heard the guitar.
Then I was riding to the stars.
As the traffic grew, I felt a panic.
Until my wheels started to take a lift.
The engine transformed into a rocket ship.
Then I took an interstellar trip.
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Panic
03:04
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Creeping down my nerves I feel my lungs clutch up and stop me,
As I remain frozen when I panic.
I start to lose control as I forget my placement and run,
Not thinking of the solution to solve.
Creeping down my conscious like a shadow that looms above me,
I’m stuck in its gloom while I'm in panic.
I start to lose reason as I lash out so insecurely,
Not thinking of the way out of this mess.
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Friction
03:30
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I have a hard time taking steps to get to the other side,
And people love to laugh at me for losing track of time,
But I can’t go and risk it all if the risk beats the reward,
‘cause a slip or a slide, will get me behind, and that I can’t afford.
I feel the friction, one wrong slip and I’m flat on my back.
I feel the friction, weighing me down till the surface cracks.
Like Washington sailing the Delaware, I kept my pace steady,
Until I got too arrogant and was weighted by gravity,
Each baby step started to mature so they turned into leaps,
I got carried away, and fell into the grave, my safety was left breached.
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4. |
Disintegrate
05:01
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Flesh that rots into the sky,
Leaving me a pile of bones,
I can’t find the words to describe,
The end as I disintegrate.
Neurons in my brain just rot,
The feelings of loosing my life,
Doesn't matter anymore. It was inevitable.
Nobody to comfort me,
The end is always dark and lonely,
I don’t even have the strength to scream,
As I disintegrate.
Memories escape my brain,
As if my life was just a dream,
The last thing I request is to wake up in the end.
Flesh that rots into the sky,
Leaving me a pile of bones,
I can’t find the words to describe,
The end as I disintegrate.
Memories escape my brain,
As if my life was just a dream,
The last thing I request is to wake up in the end.
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