Lyrics ¡Mayday! – Space Cadet
Text:
Bernz:
Two
Three
Five
Wrekonize & Bernz:
Ey, ey
Are you from here or outer space?
Ey, ey
Get out my face
Ey, ey
Are you from here or outer space?
Ey, ey
Get in the zone or get out my face
Bernz/Wrekonize:
All my teachers told me I’m a dreamer such a waste of breath
But I’ve been used to lack of oxygen cause I’m a space cadet
The lessons that they teach won’t help me reach the place I’m trying to get
So I done built myself a ship so stealth that they would never see my face again
Wrekonize & Bernz:
Ey, ey
Are you from here or outer space?
Ey, ey
Get out my face
Ey, ey
Are you from here or outer space?
Ey, ey
Get in the zone or get out my face
Bernz:
The only memory of me is staring while I sat
Both of us were truants sneaking out before the locks latched
And the only difference I was writing poems while you fucking laughed
Acting like the moment was fleeting right from the very start
Maybe that’s the problem I just thought about it way too hard
I’m a fucking drugged out
Prophet trying to tune in
To the frequencies I’m feeling when I’m straight cooling
Wrekonize & Bernz:
Ey, ey
Are you from here or outer space?
Ey, ey
Get out my face
Ey, ey
Are you from here or outer space?
Ey, ey
Get in the zone or get out my face
Wrekonize/Bernz:
All my teachers told me I’m a dreamer such a waste of breath
But I’ve been used to lack of oxygen cause I’m a space cadet
The lessons that they teach won’t help me reach the place I’m trying to get
So I done built myself a ship so stealth that they would never see my face again
Wrekonize & Bernz:
Ey, ey
Are you from here or outer space?
Ey, ey
Get out my face
Ey, ey
Are you from here or outer space?
Ey, ey
Get in the zone or get out my face
Wrekonize:
I left the planet with a penny and a pair of wings
Hanging out on Saturn with a flask full of scary things
Rocking with oxygen
Pockets on opposite
My brains tweaked out over Hogrid Monuments
I need a ?
when I jettison
Out into the planet of tapes and lost medicines
Rocket fuel double shot
Single malt galaxy
Makes me stop and face until the powers of your battery
Creation is perfect
We are the universe
Everything is where it is meant to be at every moment
The future is in our hands
The future is in our hands
Album
¡Mayday! – Future Vintage
