Broken from orbit and not returning
Stupid, find satellite, brighter burning
The view is so blue for so long
You're a sinking shell in an ink well
Kind of a common feeling, freefall
Losing the will to make distress calls
Forgetting you're falling and feeling your blood slow down
Who could you tell?
Make the ending as good as the show
For as you go
No connection
No mission control
And the air is thinning
And inertia's winning
The code that we spoken is broken beyond repair
And I don't care
Spin into the black
Or plumet burning to the sea
But either way I won't believe a word
You send to me
Make the ending as good as the show
For as you go
No connection
No mission control
Make the ending as good as the show
For as you go
No connection
No mission control