I fell down to Earth
From a hundred miles away and somehow
I still make it work
But it's overrated and somehow played out
Three doors down so you can't ignore it
I'll hunt you down like a tyrannosaurus
My teeth are sharp like a great white shark
Let me taste that flesh, it's my favourite part
Got an eagle beak with the ostrich feet
Seven spider eyes for every day of the week
Means I'm still up working while your bitch ass sleeps
I'm an alien among the human beings
I fell down to Earth
From a hundred miles away and somehow
I still make it work
But it's overrated and somehow played out
Ten doors down but you still can't see me
I talk a lot of shit so you won't believe me
I really wouldn't say anything else
I shouldn't be standing here all by myself
'Cause I'm out there
Tried to tell you that I'm out here on my own
I told you I was out there
Tried to tell you that I'm out here on my own
I fell down to Earth
From a hundred miles away and somehow
I still make it work
But it's overrated and somehow played out
I won't be here long at all
I fell down to Earth
From a hundred miles away and somehow
I still make it work
But it's overrated and somehow played out
From a hundred miles away and somehow
I still make it work
But it's overrated and somehow played out
Three doors down so you can't ignore it
I'll hunt you down like a tyrannosaurus
My teeth are sharp like a great white shark
Let me taste that flesh, it's my favourite part
Got an eagle beak with the ostrich feet
Seven spider eyes for every day of the week
Means I'm still up working while your bitch ass sleeps
I'm an alien among the human beings
I fell down to Earth
From a hundred miles away and somehow
I still make it work
But it's overrated and somehow played out
Ten doors down but you still can't see me
I talk a lot of shit so you won't believe me
I really wouldn't say anything else
I shouldn't be standing here all by myself
'Cause I'm out there
Tried to tell you that I'm out here on my own
I told you I was out there
Tried to tell you that I'm out here on my own
I fell down to Earth
From a hundred miles away and somehow
I still make it work
But it's overrated and somehow played out
I won't be here long at all
I fell down to Earth
From a hundred miles away and somehow
I still make it work
But it's overrated and somehow played out
I want you back
That's the worst thing I can say
Only laying on the couch
Like ah, this couch could be my grave
I want a slap
That would make me quite upset
But if my brain came out my ear
Then I guess that's what I'd get
I need a nap
And to see where all my edges are
I need to be alone before I can even hope to start
Spit on me again, that's impressive
'Bout eight feet apart
But if we laugh again
That will tear my mental health apart
Fuck
How come everything is pain
Every time I was happy
It surely went away
But babe, they gotta work all day
For very little pay
I think that's fucked
And sadly, so am I
If I ever have kids I hope they can't see out their eyes
When I imagine my kids, they kinda look like you
And I'm sorry, and that's true, I think I'm fucked
I really think I'm fucked
I'm fucked
I made a million bucks (he made a million bucks)
But then I had to spend it all on therapy
I learned the deathly lesson (the world isn't that bad)
That money doesn't help my depression
And you're stuck with your brain
No matter how much you make
And you will surely find new problems
Naive is the thought to think money is ought
To be the thing that always solves them
I am fucked (I think you're fucked)
I think I'm fucked (I think you're fucked)
I think I'm fucked (I think you're fucked)
I think I'm fucked (I think you're fucked)
Yeah, I made a million bucks (he made a million bucks)
But then I had to spend it all on therapy
I learned the deathly lesson (the world isn't that bad)
It doesn't help my depression
As we become obsessed with straight staring at phones
My brain has now become unable to cope
The techniques and the methods that they use on my brain
Are extremely effective, and far too great
And now I'm just laying here dead on my couch
Facebook and Google have their tubes in my mouth
And as they generously feed me my ads for the day
For the week, for the month
I think we're fucked
I think we're fucked
I think we're fucked
I think we're fucked
(I think we're fucked)
And now I'm laying here dead on the couch
Facebook and Google have their tubes in my mouth
And as they generously feed me my ads for the day
For the week, for the month
I think we're fucked
Stop, Fish
I want you back