Supernatural (Verse 1) It’s hot, I feel the cold, I’m shy, but feeling bold And when I try to get over myself I feel like I’m stone Face hurts in the snow, by myself all alone On the rocky road that I have once fucking chosen to go Gotta go back home, but no, can’t leave it, I’m strong Uphold for my deeds and what I’ve put in my songs It’s not about me to prolong, my spaceship in zone So dangerous that it can fucking deadly tear you to bones Mess up all the tones, throw kings off the thrones Love is deep as the dawn, in its cage I’m a pawn Stop it, I’m not, there’re some things that I haven’t told But now I better forget them or sell, ‘cause I guess I was wrong So intrepid and trapped, nothing sweet in my lap But I thought she was one, now fuck it, I’m wrapped Yeah, fuck love in its head, so fed up with this bread I’m thankful that the light was timely shed on this crap.
(Chorus) I’ve cut the whole universe on my space boat Re-invented music to take the right note And you just killed me with your love Thereof I comprehend that love is a kind of So supernatural … so multilateral Literally cosmic … beautiful as emerald Make people live (live), make people die Make them run, make them hide
(Verse 2) I roll out a map, found myself on that linen In fact, barely breathing, leaving no chance for living Sounds creepy, you’re the very reason of my heavy bleeding See me when it rains, and then I just stopped believing Love is like life – can treat you really coldly Even when you’re standing on your bloody knee And looking into eyes, please after please In my heart there’s no peace, my star is in eclipse Light, crash, flash, splash, (boom) thoughts of death Space force upon my chest is normalizing breath Stood up, fuck the rest, I am relived at my best And that love is my filly, really whom I need to test Go through the woods, walk on the path Dream about future, and remember fucking past Be a don, be a guest, know exactly and guess Be true and together, I move on from the past
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(Verse 3) Often feel misunderstood; I am too complex for this planet As I’ve been contemplating about this, sitting on the dirty granite Let it go or grab it? Keep it free, off the cabin? Play, according to the rules, or let it be misshapen? In the world things happen to the right, to the left As long as I’m conscious and not hopeless, I’ll never be bereft Be pressed or be oppressed, put hands down at very last The whole universe is watching at this fucking heading cast One day my father told me: “Son, trust no bitch” Be carefully open to the world to relieve the itch Step by the step … inch by the inch Looking back at what I’ve had, I wanna be in stitch I’m a man; I’m an alien … proud motherfucker Dial nine-one-one, I can’t wait by the holy poker! Can’t you feel the signal? Space vibes are coming Is anybody on? Because action is forthcoming.