I Wonder What’s In Space - Chris Keithley

Originality, fatality is offering you pay
Heard money talks in any language but with nothing new to say
The same remorse
The same four chords
The same affliction, yeah
We’re boring
Another day, another fingerprint that never prints the same
Another night, another orphan cries
Cause Mommy ran away
The Christians hear her
Most won’t near her
Skeptics wonder what’s in space
I think the whole world’s gone out of its’ mind
You can’t blame one person, I’ve tried
I got the same answer every time
Yeah, we all pay for staying alive
Then every day is somehow different but the same
A variation of the same equation that we fail to answer in one way
But I’ve been told: ‘fore I get old
I’ll buy back every lie I’ve sold
Communication isn’t patient
But it’s almost on its’ way
The internet’s a spiderweb connecting every single race
But we can’t unsend the YouTube comments
Declaring everyone is gay
Hey, democracy
Hypocrisy must be your middle name
Hey, capitalism
Your faculty isn’t playing fair in its’ own game
Arrest the president and sentence them to be poor for a day
I think the whole world’s gone out of its’ mind
You can’t blame one person, I’ve tried
We get the same answer every time
We all pay for staying alive
Then every day is somehow different but the same
A variation of the same equation that we fail to answer in one way
But I’ve been told: ‘fore I get old
I’ll buy back every lie I’ve sold
Is there an answer?
Are we dancer(s)?
Is it cancer?
It’s hard to say
It isn’t easy but it pleases me to think I can escape the grand finale in the alley of the fallacy parade
My final question:
If I tested out of life what was my grade?
And if I die soon,
within the rear view,
are the stage lights set to fade?
Cause I can’t stand to face the man
To who my friends all say they pray
They pray
And I think the whole world’s gone out of its’ mind
You can’t blame one person, I’ve tried
I got the same answer every time
We all pay for staying alive
Then every day is somehow different but the same
A variation of the same equation that we fail to answer in one way
But I’ve been told: ‘fore I get old
I’ll buy back every lie I’ve sold

hypeddit,