S.I.H - Kultur, On Planets

Stressed out

Sort of

Looking down from the surface

I borrowed

A motive

Made it sound so perfect

A destination’s no replacement for a purpose

But I was safer from the sermons

My face pressed up

Into the pages of a purchase

What a waste of a worship

A piece meal is still confessions

Straight up past my purpose

Seized up impale in heaven

Seized up impale in heaven (Heaven heaven)

Mistakin' motion for a meanin' (Meanin' meanin')

But just the silence I can speak in (Speak in)

I kept my weight above my feet

In case the rebel heaved beneath me

But why should you believe me?

What a waste of a worship

A piece meal is still confessions

Straight up past my purpose

Seized up impale in heaven

Seized up impale in heaven

Stressed out

Sort of

Looking down from the surface

I borrowed

A motive

Made it sound so perfect

What a waste of a worship

A piece meal is still confessions

Straight up past my purpose

Seized up impale in heaven

Seized up impale in heaven