I can tell you what they say in space
That our earth is too grey
But when the spirit is so digital
The body acts this way
That world was killing me
World was killing me
Disassociative
The nervous systems down
The nervous systems down
I know
I can never get out of here
I don't want to just float in fear
A dead astronaut in space
Sometimes we walk like
We were shot through
Our heads, my love
We write our songs in space
Like we are already
Dead an gone
Your world was killing me
World was killing me
Disassociative