Yeah, I don't care if you're
Mad mad mad mad
I'm really really tired of doing that
Yeah we dont mind about your kessler syndrome
The satalites won't follow your primal instincts

You keep your feet on the ground, ain't that so sweet?
Just like all insects forget their dreams
Electric eyes to follow you on your basic journey
Full of eyes, full of lies but where are your primal instincts?

Empty songs of shallow thoughts

Yeah I know, yeah I know, yeah I know
Blackholes suck
Look at me I'm a space king about to self destruct!
Ray guns can destroy my body but not my soul
They may burn my flesh but no my primal instincts