Cruising down the stratosphere, found a friend who understands.
So lower your stares and slither down.
I've been tired and this could be fun, this could be fun. [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/h/hum/space_fuck.html ]
Back inside and keeping near the blank,
Fake trees, and they don't breathe.
But neither do you, so let's go inside
And find a room and get real weird, and get real weird.
And I could feel you slipping away,
And I could know that you were away.
I could know my arms and legs,
But I've been why, are you leaving now?
Are you leaving now?
