Im the same as I was when I was 6 years old
And oh my God I feel so damn old
I dont really feel anything
On a plane, I can see the tiny lights below
And oh my god, they look so alone
Do they really feel anything?
Oh my god, Ive gotta gotta gotta gotta move on
Where do you move when what youre moving from
Is yourself?
The universe works on a math equation
That never even ever really even is any end
Infinity spirals out creation
Were on the tip of its tongue, and it is saying
We aint sure where you stand
You aint machines and you aint land
And the plants and the animals, they are linked
And the plants and the animals eat each other
Oh my God and oh my cat
I told my dad what I need
Well I dont want to have and want
But I dont know what I need
Well, he said he said he said he said
Where were going Im dead.