At the Drive-In - Cosmonaut lyrics
[At the Drive-In - Cosmonaut lyrics]
We sample from the shelves
Tore a page out from this chapter
Deface the essays in the
Book that you're reading
We are the leeches that stop the bleeding
Deficit attention program
By any means necessary
Blare sirens to the library
Whisper instructions to the
Book-wormed glossary
Is it heavier than air?
Tell us, is the black box lying?
Is it heavier than air?
Tell us, is the black box lying?
Aeronautics hacked, the spine of a paragraph
Prepare to indent, a coma that read
Floating in a soundproof costume
Here comes the monolith
Brass knuckles for the hissy-fit
An abbreviation for the landing of fleets
In-in-in-incomin'
Is it heavier than air?
Tell us, is the black box lying?
Is it heavier than air?
Tell us, is the black box lying?
(Am I supposed to die alone?)
(Am I supposed to die alone?)
Position the stitches
Like miles of torpedoes
Permission was hinted lungs that
Hollered in a sleeper-hold
(Am I supposed to die alone?)
(Am I supposed to die alone?)
Is it heavier than air?
(Am I supposed to die alone?)
Is it heavier than air?
Is it heavier than air?
(Am I supposed to die alone?)
Is it heavier than air?
Come on, run, c-c-c-come on, go oh oh oh
Position the stitches
Like miles of torpedoes
Permission was hinted lungs that hollered
In a sleeper hold
(Am I supposed to die alone?)
Position the stitches
Like miles of torpedoes
Tore a page out from this chapter
Deface the essays in the
Book that you're reading
We are the leeches that stop the bleeding
Deficit attention program
By any means necessary
Blare sirens to the library
Whisper instructions to the
Book-wormed glossary
Is it heavier than air?
Tell us, is the black box lying?
Is it heavier than air?
Tell us, is the black box lying?
Aeronautics hacked, the spine of a paragraph
Prepare to indent, a coma that read
Floating in a soundproof costume
Here comes the monolith
Brass knuckles for the hissy-fit
An abbreviation for the landing of fleets
In-in-in-incomin'
Is it heavier than air?
Tell us, is the black box lying?
Is it heavier than air?
Tell us, is the black box lying?
(Am I supposed to die alone?)
(Am I supposed to die alone?)
Position the stitches
Like miles of torpedoes
Permission was hinted lungs that
Hollered in a sleeper-hold
(Am I supposed to die alone?)
(Am I supposed to die alone?)
Is it heavier than air?
(Am I supposed to die alone?)
Is it heavier than air?
Is it heavier than air?
(Am I supposed to die alone?)
Is it heavier than air?
Come on, run, c-c-c-come on, go oh oh oh
Position the stitches
Like miles of torpedoes
Permission was hinted lungs that hollered
In a sleeper hold
(Am I supposed to die alone?)
Position the stitches
Like miles of torpedoes