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letra de mark watney (tired in outer space) - young gleason

[intro]
man f-ck, i’m tired

[verse 1]
irregular sleep patterns got me vex, it’s like i’m on holiday
online daily, no escape from this digital word like it’s in my dna
the exhaust is hereditary, i’m red-eyed from training too much
the boxing gym is like my kingdom, f-ck retro, crushed my man like slush
it’s like i’m smoking cush, all this talk about not drinking booze, but
what’s the point if i’m unhealthily eating? my health is receding
those around me are retreating cause i got a loose case-
hyperfixations drive me insane. is it somеthing to brag about or to feel ashamed?

[bridge]
they’re both thе same (hmm)

[verse 2]
passion, i got a heartless passion, these c-nts i’m slashin’
leave them like tyres, talking about window-smashing and cruiser bashing
don’t care if you drive a lambo or a mercedes, you can’t a-ford my focus
they cop the baddest whip but are childish like hocus pocus
i think you ought to rethink your frame, bars hot off the top like a trim
i’m top of the pops, catch me in m&s daily for those are my shops
drinking lime smoothies, doing push ups when i feel bored
doing whatever i want, but like mark watney (what?), man i still feel bored (what’s up?)

- young gleason

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