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