Lyrics
This is mission control
Houston
You wear Michael Jordans
I can't afford them
I got dreams of Paris
I'd love to share them
I wanna go real far
Like really, really far
Like not on the earth no more
Not on the earth no more
I park my car up on Lemon Hill
I think I-I-I like you still
All my problems just fade away
I don't think I'm in denial anyway
I think you're like a shooting star
I feel like I'm trapped on Mars
I never know what to say to you
(Huh?, what?, hello?)
I'm at the 7-Eleven
Buying dutches and a beverage
If you need it, come and get it
You got my heart, but it's leverage
Don't forget it
Or you'll miss out on blessings
And you'll be a witness to my evanescence
And my presence won't be in your present
And how you acting is adolescent
We need to get it together, we used to be so luminescent
Now it's so fucking depressing
You wear Michael Jordans
I can't afford them
I got dreams of Paris
I'd love to share them
I wanna go real far
Like really, really far
Like not on the earth no
Like, like, like not on the earth no more
I never wanted
All this to happen
Oh, why you acting plastic?
I need you
We were fantastic
Now we just tragic
Yeah, come right back elastic
I need you
I need you
You wear Michael Jor–
You, you, you wear Michael Jordans
I-I-I can't win
I got dreams of Paris
I-I-I can't win
I'd love to share them
Not on the earth no more
Not on the earth no more
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