Psychonaut
Well she's a east coast girl, and I forgot her name
But I know her vibes and I know her face
Most importantly I know her body and her frame
I know the way she makes me feel and the way her lips taste
Midwest boy, this where I's raised
This is my home, this is my state
Welcome to my side of town, it's a wild place
Things are different than they used to be, you know how times change
Symptomatic, electrostatic feel it rising through my brain
Psychonaut, I'm blasting off from down here to ethereal space
Symptomatic, its automatic, feel it rushing through my veins
Psychonaut, I'm blasting off, from down here to ethereal space
Well, I can't speak and I can barely think
Got some things I wanna say but it's escaping me
Language evaporating, its fastly fading
I feel the atoms making me up start to dissipating
I feel in danger as I start to slip in this void
Rearranging me, it make me wanna fast forward
I don't even like the sound of my own voice
but I keep on singing, I don't really have another choice
Symptomatic, electrostatic feel it rising through my brain
Psychonaut, I'm blasting off from down here to ethereal space
Symptomatic, its automatic, feel it rushing through my veins
Psychonaut, I'm blasting off, from down here to ethereal space
Well, I might just lose my mind
In outer space and I'm out of time
And I sank with the Titanic
But I swam and I'm still alive, and I'm
Slipping my way out into the void
Spending my day, I'm just being destroyed
Imprisoned and not to mention unemployed
By this body, this heart, and this mind and this word
And it's all so intergalactic
Could you feel the electrostatic
Yeah it's all so intergalactic
Could you feel the electrostatic
Five, four, three, two,
Five, four, three, two,
Five, four, three, two, one
Five, four, three, two,
Five, four, three, two,
Five, four, three, two, one
Five, four, three, two,
Five, four, three, two,
Five, four, three, two, one
But I know her vibes and I know her face
Most importantly I know her body and her frame
I know the way she makes me feel and the way her lips taste
Midwest boy, this where I's raised
This is my home, this is my state
Welcome to my side of town, it's a wild place
Things are different than they used to be, you know how times change
Symptomatic, electrostatic feel it rising through my brain
Psychonaut, I'm blasting off from down here to ethereal space
Symptomatic, its automatic, feel it rushing through my veins
Psychonaut, I'm blasting off, from down here to ethereal space
Well, I can't speak and I can barely think
Got some things I wanna say but it's escaping me
Language evaporating, its fastly fading
I feel the atoms making me up start to dissipating
I feel in danger as I start to slip in this void
Rearranging me, it make me wanna fast forward
I don't even like the sound of my own voice
but I keep on singing, I don't really have another choice
Symptomatic, electrostatic feel it rising through my brain
Psychonaut, I'm blasting off from down here to ethereal space
Symptomatic, its automatic, feel it rushing through my veins
Psychonaut, I'm blasting off, from down here to ethereal space
Well, I might just lose my mind
In outer space and I'm out of time
And I sank with the Titanic
But I swam and I'm still alive, and I'm
Slipping my way out into the void
Spending my day, I'm just being destroyed
Imprisoned and not to mention unemployed
By this body, this heart, and this mind and this word
And it's all so intergalactic
Could you feel the electrostatic
Yeah it's all so intergalactic
Could you feel the electrostatic
Five, four, three, two,
Five, four, three, two,
Five, four, three, two, one
Five, four, three, two,
Five, four, three, two,
Five, four, three, two, one
Five, four, three, two,
Five, four, three, two,
Five, four, three, two, one
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Clegg
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.