Hi, nice to meet ya, please take me to your leader There was no advice on how to ride this side of social media I used to think the future was orange and slightly meteor Until the day I found crazy homogeneous they featureSo hold that, I'm back, integrating old Jack Sitting at the bottom of the bottle where the soul's at Press the control dash, remove the fuel capSet the coordinates to destination (Who is that?) Dropping hints, I lock the prince Before a clone can start commence It seems in all this evolutionThere's a loss of common sense Make America great again The acceleration rages in I wonder if we're so convinced How far can we take it then?Higher, higher, higher, higher Gotta take 'em higher, higher Higher, higher, higher, higher Watch me take 'em higher, likeHints we're dropping, existential questions popping I was feeling close to seeing stimulation as an option But the old me was a semaphore, feeling life forevermore Is this just a dream or am I preaching what I never could?Radiation which is coming by the sheer load Embedded in the MP3 that's dripping from your ear lobe This ain't a place to go when orange ain't aroundJust looking at where I was before and looking at me now So stop it, comparing with the science of a rocket Like is emphatic and it's time to goHigher, higher, higher, higher Gotta take 'em higher, higher Higher, higher, higher, higher Watch me take 'em higher, likeHigher, higher, higher, higher Gotta take 'em higher, higher Higher, higher, higher, higher Watch me take 'em higher, likeOur direction isn't all to be seen An extension is essential in the order of things, yeah Our direction isn't all to be seen Said an extension is essential in the order of thingsLike here's the key, there's a map Tell me are we working back or forward? Is this chorus working in the time to make a trap?Here's the key, there's a map Tell me of your working back Since all the things we've learned To keep had me wonder if it's right
Compositor(es): Barry Gorey Declan Gaffney Dylan Cartlidge.