Falling Outta Place In2 Outta Space

Flying up
 And feeling round
 Coldly breathe
 Beneath the ground
 I don't love how it's sounding
 On my feet
 My heart is pounding
 It is what I prophizised
 Not a single soul alive
 Grin and bear it through the pain
 Nothing here will be the same
 Hover from this precipice
 Like abaddon to the pit
 All dressed up to the nines
 Respect what I symbolize, bitch
 Everyone's looking at me
 Wonder why
 So do I
 I'm kinda private
 Mewling quin, have your right to be silent
 Speak up and redefine all the violence
 Every time, every time, every time
 I swear I see these things in you
 Every time, summertime, clementine
 I'll live this life I have to prove
 I don't know who you are
 But I know what you do
 Falling out of place into outer space
 Feel like everything's the same
 Can't remember my name
 Got that new taste of a bitter fate
 Got caught looking up God's skirt
 And I'm running away
 Running away