Wonder, as I'm falling through the sky
Will we wake up?
Woe. We may never know how it feels
to be alone, on our very own
intergalactic ride without guidance.
Woke up, had a dream I was gonna die.
The government is trying to kill me.
Beaming sounds and images into my head,
I'm convinced they're trying to make me kill myself
I wonder, when I stare into the skies above me,
are they staring back at me?
I want my own alien companion.
And no doubt about it,
when they're staring back down on us,
that they're (hella)bummed on what they see.
I know, we're fucked. I know and I agree
that dis world be crumblin', yo.