by mike

im stuck in the stars

im wastin away

oh the whole day gone to waste

falling from my guided place where

all the lines where they point

on a road that feels like gold

follow signs on the road

so you dont lose all control

and im spinnning out

oh theres often times where

we feel like

theres no control, where to go?

it feels like

on the road, solemn home

and it feels like

nowhere to go, fuck it all

when a comet comes

and blanks my dome

and im gone

theres no home

all alone

in a dome

fuck it im gone

on a road

and im dusty

bitch im froze

and im flying past

theres no control

and im living fast