If all I see is grey, does any of it matter?
I see the world for what it is,
Gradually, it's only made me sadder.
Moral victories or being rich enough to fly to Saturn,
****, I've been thinking about the latter.
They say money can help do unthinkable things,
So what would you rather be: down to earth or outta here once the meteor hits?

I came from another world just to watch the eclipse,
Careful where you fall, 'cause reality slips.
Best believe when you come down,
Your choices are fixed.
Know that if you don't dumb down, the tables flip,
Sometimes what you have to say is so outta here
It's difficult to present the world with your gifts.
'Cause they're ill-prepared to realize that you're sick,
Slick enough to make it rain on 'em with nothing but a drip.