Max Wassen - Getting High & Eating Stuff With Cream

Coming is going
Past is the past
Kicking and tripping up In my satellite
Watch what I'm watching
Crash if I crash
Listen to something while Lifes spinning by
I'm Blurred I can't take this I don't wanna face shit now how why
I swurve in my spaceship getting shit faced right now
Sounds nice
Yeah
Fuck up out my way bitch
I'm up in my spaceship
Getting high (Yeah)
I just need a playlist
Not a pretty space chick
Getting high (Yeah)
Freeing my own damn self control and getting high (Yeah)
Really why no one else alone and getting high (Yeah)
This trip is trippier
My hop is feeling hippier
My ship is shippier
The colors gotten simply sillier and now I'm gonna fly
I yell with all my might
But space is sound proof
Fuck It. tried
I don't need that EMU
Space suit up in my mind
I'll just grab Orion's belt
Let it wrap around my thighs
Light as carbon aerogel
Moon pulling on my tides
Only gravity that's left
Relative my time get it
I'm a satellite (And its)
Whipping in the night (Then it's)
In that atmosphere (Let it)
Earth passing by I'm bout to touch down now
Elon please don't bring me back down
Don't Bring me back right now
What's coming is going
Past is the past
Kicking and tripping up In my satellite
Watch what I'm watching
I'll Crash if I crash
Cause I don't give a fuck I'll enjoy the ride
(Yeah)
Fuck up out my way bitch
I'm up in my spaceship
Getting high (Yeah)
I just need a playlist
Not a pretty space chick
Getting high (Yeah)
Freeing my own damn self control and getting high (Yeah)
Really why no one else alone and getting high (Yeah)
Higher than
Superman without the soup or
Salad just a man
Dressed in milky white tights feeling like Peter Pan
But I'm getting just as high
With my wendy's super size
Jumping out this spaceship window
With no way to never land I
Didn't have a plan
Aiming for the sea
Looking at this my fall could you catch me Sandra Bullock wouldn't work at that speed
Coming in hot my god I'm crashing
I Call it a blessing but I'm falling in peace
Doing the right thing cause I aimed for the trees
But I jumped in the wind
Getting caught in a breeze and I'm falling in speed and I'm gone In the beat I believe
I'm trapped
Gotta get quick right back
Where's that pumpkin patch
Lookin like it's Fucking cash
Yelling wake up Max
thought that I was freeing up my mind but
I'm feeling super stuck like a fat kid on a slide I'm
Rolling in my coffin
Nothing Ive accomplished
Chilling up in starships doing dumb shit
Last rocket needed one hit
Now it's needing five
I might not get to space
But dammit ima try
And I just wanna be by my self letting life pass by yeah
People call me head strong I wanna be Armstrong getting high
(Yeah)
Fuck up out my way bitch
I'm up in my spaceship
Getting high (Yeah)
I just need a playlist
Not a pretty space chick
Getting high (Yeah)
Freeing my own damn self control and getting high (Yeah)
Really why no one else alone and getting high
Buzz Aldrin is my hero
And not cause of the moon
But because he punched a dude who didn't believe the landings true
And he was 80 something 2
Still Sticking up for science
Sticking to his mission even now call that purpose I could never even dream of
I'm feeling lost
We need a mission no we all need a cause cause
I can sit in space ships doing simply nothing
But I'd rather feel something without even blasting off
And not
Going out alone (Going out alone)
It's Lonely on a throne (Only on my own)
I aint ever coming down (Is what I say when you are around
But really if you feel me yeah the real me
I don't wanna be alone (Wanna be alone)
There's No where left to go (Nowhere left to go)
With my top down flying round
No real drive though
Getting high
Wasting my whole damn life getting high

Written by:
Max Wassen

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