Tekster:
Bad Astronaut Houston We Have A Drinking Problem

Houston we don?t understand The rescues launched are incomplete We lost it again, we lost it again We could not locate its pride, we have no found its

Short story from the one who wrote this And you're a stranger they know well You read their mind and left your life an open book Now you wanna die in

here is down on you And they will denigrate your will In spite still please them til you overwhelm them humble everyone Minus, Divide, equate each side That's all a

I'll call you sister Carrie but I'll never say it Mute it to a whisper And spin your solar sister And magnet will deliver An arrow from her quiver

m completely clear, it's not going anywhere Sleep in its pretending arm Some sort of friend whom you mean no harm Incomplete you ache knowing she will be forsaken It's a

Wait, planet earthquake Planet heartbreak, give me this day Dates pass through a maze Are you okay? Are you awake? Pride, yours flies to high Yours

say you?re alive A thinly veiled disguise They see that look in your eyes A single good evening, a well goodbye The worst of intentions or wasted lives A sentence, a