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I fell asleep on the subway and skipped a station
And as I entered a tunnel, I went into outer space.
And you in the city, while you in the city
The perks of the astromantic trade
I fear the heights without your elevation
You can call me "Anti Solar System".
I will finish what I never started
From your dark matter, a verse I'll tear off
Today I live in dead time
In a cyberspace between the two of us
What does it matter anymore if a song that talks about you
Encloses an entire cosmos
If you don't see me, there is no reality, how ironic!
It's a capsule of a time that will not be
No, it will never be
Protective cream factor one million
Your gamma rays are my desolation
You will call me "Anti-Solar System".
Be creful with my body, it's a conductor now
And I feel when you vibrate or your high voltage
If for just one day
Were I the second to ask for forgiveness
What does it matter anymore if a song that talks about you
Encloses an entire cosmos
If you don't see me, there is no reality, how ironic!
It's a capsule of a time that will not be
No, it will never be
There are times when a song that talks about you
Everybody likes it, except me
I know the reason, you'll understand
The hurt is so resounding, they want more
You'll give it to them
You'll give it to them
If you sign me, I can see what a child I am
May what I sing now, finally break you in two
I'm a madman who only talks about you
I really only talk about you
And start all over again, in orbital vice
Back to the beginning, in the meantime
Who I am
Who I am
Who I am
There are days when a song that speaks of you
Everybody likes it, except me
I know the reason, you'll understand
The hurt is so resounding, they want more
You'll give it to them
You'll give it to them
