I’m shooting straight,
I left the planet feeling great,
Like the first Russian dog in space,
My little doggie face,
I want to rattle the side plates.
And all the scientists agree,
Reassuring me on the wireless,
As I cruise past Vanguard 3.
And we both wish,
We kept it down,
‘cause we were too close.
It’s incredible and untrue,
The praxis of the situation,
The premise that I didn’t come alone,
The preface that nobody knows,
Is it believable,
Incredible or untrue?
We were too close.
In a first world bed,
Unique neurosis in my head,
I’m worried about my Bitcoin,
That’s right I’m crypto-paranoid,
And that’s why I keep my cellphone tied,
And I can’t let loved ones out my sight,
I can’t relax or even take a drive,
I’ve got the CIA all on my mind,
These jackals follow me and quote my life.
released March 7, 2016
Written, Performed, Recorded, and Produced by Astral Cloud Ashes.
Mixed by Antony Walker (Mapley Studios).
Mastered by Tim Turan (at Turan Audio).
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