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letra de apollo 11 - grayskul

[intro]
apollo 11, this is houston. you are go for tli. over
ignition
we confirm ignition, and the thrust is go
roger. we’ve got a little static in the background now
apollo 11. roger
thrust is good. everything’s still looking good
roger

[verse 1: onry ozborn]
forty-four seconds of oxygen left
i’m thinking the darwin effect
i’m alone in sp-ce at a moped’s pace and the black reflects my past
wish all my memories could be erased for this duration
as earth gets further and further away
b-lls of clay, but hey
i’ve got no choice
but to look at the bright side, voice
raspy, i’ve put my life
in the hands of all my voids
peddlers and servants who service those falling asteroids
sleeping satellite, paranoia to be enjoyed
we only know what we told
following a manmade code
sp-ceships an alien nation, but we got those drones at home
event horizon, my death star has arrived and i’m psyched
astronaut taking a liking ’cause i might die tonight
connective tissue defected and warped away
what more can i say
i tried to close the distance but you’re too far away
reach out as far as saturn’s rings
eventually we will touch and lightyears will become that of extinct
[chorus: jfk ninjaface]
daylight through a sp-cious bag
a you like games of laser tag
meteor showers, planets collapse
give me an hour or millennium back
pentium tower attach the synapse
and back on my print in an intricate lab
my cynical laugh, a minimal human computer
just ask them all, i’m back
just ask [?]
and a whole bag of tanzanite
i’ll hand you your ass and the mic
that’s critical mass, man in flight
go crack-a-lack, you’re wrong and i’m right
as of now i have mastered
negative gravity, i’m an astronaut
but don’t mean to brag

[verse 2: onry ozborn]
rip through
you can pull sp-ce and time in a flash
arrive just in time for a chemical mixture
resist there’s no future and past
no disaster, just gasses pass the average women and mansion
with the passion of christ and the phantom
of the opera-rating room anthem
will this last?
[verse 3: jfk ninjaface]
evaluate the data from day to day
update the latest from “f” double “a”
asteroid belt smell of burning soufflé
elevating the heat in indelible sp-ce
one h-ll of an ace
benevolent place with the presence of grace
light as a feather, i’m paper mache
inside us to your brain
you probably afraid of what’s so far away
which would explain why you follow the cattle that i mutilate with no traces or stains
elusive and strange
acutely obtain what my nuclear brain
computes and arranges
and it could be danger for humans to shake
calamities life is an animal way
it’s splitting you wake is as simple as this is a syllable rich to your physical frame
to who this pertains to insider days
to people now ‘sueded by digital angels
falling stars are rocks so hot no one aimless
godless in vain, celebrated and praised (praised, praised, praised, praised, praised)
but we is a graze
accept that our fate is visage of laying a message in greatness
things are all caught up on what divided your ways so out of your range

[chorus: jfk ninjaface]
daylight through a sp-cious bag
a you like games of laser tag
meteor showers, planets collapse
give me an hour or millennium back
pentium tower attach the synapse
and back on my print in an intricate lab
my cynical laugh, a minimal human computer
just ask them all, i’m back
just ask [?]
and a whole bag of tanzanite
i’ll hand you your ass and the mic
that’s critical mass, man in flight
go crack-a-lack, you’re wrong and i’m right
as of now i have mastered
negative gravity, i’m an astronaut
but don’t mean to brag
[outro]
apollo 11, this is houston
around 3-1/2 minutes. you’re still looking good
your predicted cut-off is right on the nominal
apollo 11. houston. do you read?
apollo 11. houston. do you read?

- grayskul

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