Lyrics:
we tongue kissing
Woke up from a 7-year coma and I'm itching
To get a little taste of the blood spilling
Straight from outer space
In my UFO probing
Science has spent billions, research goes on apace
The benefit of Hubble, probing time and space
You can take our lives
Just don’t take our guns
Don’t take my parking space
I’d rather lose the islands in a flood
It's the same old rotten apple
(Up here in space)
(I'm looking down on you)
(My lasers trace)
(Everything you do)
You think you've private lives
Think nothing of the kind
Up here in space
I'm looking down on you
My lasers trace
Everything you do
You think you've private lives
Think nothing of the kind
There is
(Up here in space)
(I'm looking down on you)
(My lasers trace)
(Everything you do)
You think you've private lives
Think nothing of the kind
Up here in space
I'm looking down on you
My lasers trace
Everything you do
You think you've private lives
Think nothing of the kind
There is
Up here in space i'm looking down on you
My lasers trace everything you do
You think you've private lives
Think nothing of the kind
There is no true
Up here in space
I'm looking down on you
My lasers trace
Everything you do
You think you've private lives
Think nothing of the kind
There is
(Come here you little alien bitch I'm gonna fuck you up
This is for probing me you stupid asshole
This section is for Whitley Strieber
Fuck you fuck you)
To my calculations rotation of planets
Doing my leisure
Apollo-gize
I need some space
It was time too
Face fear over comet
Your in a phase
Two full
further, further, further on
On and on
I saw human made probes
Probing me behind
Saw human made satellites
Circling the earth around
I saw space shuttles
take my time and pivot
Outer space swag in the lands of Pluto and Neptune
Vulcan death grip on the microphone if you step to him
Better bring your
Don't stop
Pop up into your block
Rainy Days
Always being your way
Controlling
Probing
Got me mourning
I don't want anymore
Don't want no more
You
Probing... inward
seeking new depths within myself
an odyssey through my subconscious
the deeper I venture the worse it will be
I don't know if I
Stare into the moonlight
Silver fingers press my eyes
Probing in my heart with longing
These footprints by the sea's edge
Disappearing grain by
Up here in space
I'm looking down on you
My lasers trace
Everything you do
You think you've private lives
Think nothing of the kind
There is no
can meet, or it can be, well, I had my dick in this guy's mouth, and there was another dick probing against my anus, at least I think it was a dick.
Cover up their lies
Avoid the truth I have inside
Probing my dark mind
To see what they could find
On my pain they somehow seem to thrive
They live
I crossed the line many times
By following callings that came to my mind
Alone in my home while my brain sits in space
I had to go through it while
No matter how
Heavy the pain or heavy the rain
You know I'll
Weather the storm
Or carry the weight
Probing your mind deeper into you thoughts
Because
He’s abducting symphonies, probing the hidden sounds in different keys
Phsically lean, lyrically mean with splintering frees
Flickering the heat itself
forty-seven days
Into our mission, deep in space
The food ain't much to brag about
But damn, the atmosphere is great
Past the point of no return
Just us, our
Hellion Electric Eye by Judas Priest
Only What the Light Allows vocals by John Hall
Up here in space
I'm looking down on you
My lasers trace
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