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Cosmonaut

by At the Drive-In

on Relationship Of Command (2000)

We sample from the shelves tore a page out from this chapter
Deface the essays in the book that you're reading
We are the leaches that stop the bleeding
Deficit attention program by any means necessary
Blare sirens to the library
Whisper instructions to the book-wormed glossary

Is it heavier than air?
Tell us, is the black box lying?
Is it heavier than air?
Tell us, is the black box lying?

Aeronautics hacked the spine of paragraphs
Prepare to indent, a coma that read
Floating in a soundproof costume
Here comes the monolith
Brass knuckles for the hissie fit
An abbreviation for the landing of fleets in-in-in-incoming

Is it heavier than air?
Tell us, is the black box lying?
Is it heavier than air?
Tell us, is the black box lying?

(Am I supposed to die alone?)
(Am I supposed to die alone?)

Position the stitches like miles of torpedoes
Permission was hinted lungs that hollered in a sleeper hold

(Am I supposed to die alone?)
(Am I supposed to die alone?)

Is it heavier than air? (Am I supposed to die alone?)
Is it heavier than air?
Is it heavier than air? (Am I supposed to die alone?)
Is it heavier than air?

Come on, run
C-c-c-come on

Position the stitches like miles of torpedoes
Permission was hinted lungs that hollered in a sleeper hold
(Am I supposed to die alone?)
Position the stitches like miles of torpedoes