Everything Lost In Space

I'll found a way into prison

Get in touch with myself

Dead into ambition

A paradise to escape

Think I need a prison

To get in touch with myself

Find a place in the corner

Is there a hole in the wall?

If I make it to heaven

Look down on land

Where I left my decisions

In the final state

When I make it to heaven

I look down on land

I'll be a tree in the desert

I'll be a waterfall

Every time a drench, sweep plan call of rich brothers

Sick physics sink, thumb cracking a fake pavement

Placed spears slip, paved of a monkey in moon

Plan B is byways on a ship

Everything lost in its own space

Everything lost in its own space

Everything lost in its own space

Everything lost in its own space

Everything lost in its own space

Everything lost in its own space

Everything lost in its own space

Everything lost in its own space

Found a way into prison

Get in touch with myself

Dead into ambition

A paradise to escape

When I make it to heaven

I look down on land

Vast sea of corruption

I'll mellow the sun

I'll mellow the sun

I'll mellow the sun

I'll mellow the sun

I'll mellow the sun

I'll mellow the sun

I'll mellow the sun