Blackhole

This is a love song for the black hole,
These are our last remaining words before we lose all self control,
The fish are ringing off the hook, and there's a caller on the line singin' reel em in, reel em in, reel em in, they're all mine.

Its a scary place to be but inevitably were gonna have to go,
We know that we can see that we are walking in with eyes wide closed,
We have to honor the beyond
We must salute to the horizon, pay homage at every dawn,
Whatever s coming ...must be respected,
Whatever s coming ...will be soon where were coming from.

You cannot stop it,
You will not stop,
If there were choices we might step off,
Its the fly by or a collision not our decision not ours to know uhahhhh

Whatever In the name of a woman are you, what has she done, what did she do,
Even the soul can not resist would swallow the earth just for a kiss,
There's no hope there's no hope there's no hope we'll survive this

Its a scary place to be but inevitably were gonna have to... bite,
We know that we cannot see that we are walking into dark without a light,
We must inhabit all of the shadows
We must crawl in to all the caves, we need to listen for the echoes,
For maybe someday ...somebody is saved, ...somebody is s-a-v-e-d...

You cannot stop it
You will not stop,
If there were choices we might step off,
Its the fly by or a collision not our decision not ours to know...
not ours to know ...

This is a love song for a black hole,
These are the last remaining words, before we lose all self control.