Marmalade March

I'm ill again, and this time I am fucked

I probably shouldn't have stayed out

But I couldn't help getting drunk

Oh, this life that I have been prescribed

Is taking control of my head

I'm tethered to matters I don't really like

Can you take me to your world instead

So I lose myself and find a reason to care

Stored in thoughts with astronauts

On a universal carousel

So I'm bootlegging it around space

Trying to find out where I originate

There's a neurologic correlation

That is relative to your relatives

Cause we're all designed

To be alien

With atoms to hire

Subterranean

For every life kind

Trying to hide from entropy

I lost my sense but I found a friend to talk

Addicted to fluorescent minds

And colourful dialogue

His ideas are all pear-shaped

Cause his brain and his heart are divorced

From a time long before me

So scattered and out of control

He's on planet-hopping endorphins

Waiting for life to be reinstalled

Cause we're all designed

To be alien

With atoms to hire

Subterranean

For every life kind

Trying to hide from entropy

I had such a lovely time

Watching galaxies align

I could stay here for days

Making sunlight separate

To be alien

With atoms to hire

Subterranean

For every life kind

Trying to hide from entropy