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