Floating to the edge of the world Floating to the edge of the sea Floating off the edge of the ocean Out into the galaxy Floating to the edge of the world Floating to the edge of the sea Floating off the edge of the ocean Out into the galaxy An apparition Of twilight visions A final mission Of superstition Reactivated Now automated Appropriated Investigated Global tectonics Psycho robotic Plasma bionic Bred supersonic A new translation For integration Your invitation G L O R I A Floating to the edge of the world Floating to the edge of the sea Floating off the edge of the ocean Out into the galaxy Floating to the edge of the world Floating to the edge of the sea Floating off the edge of the ocean Out into the galaxy Hyper creation Or reinvention Love and affection Gaining attention United Nations Interrelations A declaration Of hypertension Emerging summits Pre-emptive plummet We drop atomic To shooting comets The controversial Ultra commercial Now universal G L O R I A Floating to the edge of the world Floating to the edge of the sea Floating off the edge of the ocean Out into the galaxy Floating to the edge of the world Floating to the edge of the sea Floating off the edge of the ocean Out into the galaxy Floating to the edge of the world Floating to the edge of the sea Floating off the edge of the ocean Out into the galaxy Floating to the edge of the world Floating to the edge of the sea Floating off the edge of the ocean Out into the galaxy Out into the galaxy Out into the galaxy Out into the galaxy Out into the galaxy Out into the galaxy Out into the galaxy Out into the galaxy Out into the galaxy Out into the galaxy Out into the galaxy Out into the galaxy Out into the galaxy Out into the galaxy Out into the galaxy Out into the galaxy Out into the galaxy

La-di-da-di-da-di-da Do I trust 'em? Probably not I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried La-di-da-di-da-di-da Do not turn my volume down Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm holding down La-di-da-di-da-di-da Do I trust 'em? Probably not I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried La-di-da-di-da-di-da Do not turn my volume down Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm holding down Hi, I live a wonderful life Should've died twice, wonder who on my side Life always better keepin' two on the side Need no music when my niggas arrive We in Van Nuys, black van with some white guys Keep your hand out, waitin' for the appropriate time They ask a question like "Could you perform at my best friend's birthday party?" "With your friends and go crazy, just bring the shotty" "Bring the loud one with the blonde hair" Makin' out with Zayn in a lawn chair They kicked me out, but I belong here Hear these songs, nigga, see this long hair, see these videos Direct these hoes with no budgets though How the fuck did I land a fuckin' TV show? Met all my friends through Kanye West and I ain't met him yet La-di-da-di-da-di-da Do I trust 'em? Probably not I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried La-di-da-di-da-di-da Do not turn my volume down Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm holding down Just shaved down to the baby face Clothes on me, guess it's Holiday Fried, no sides at the restaurant My sleep schedule like the power here, it's never on Feelin' like the past year a whole escapade (uh-oh) Four cars, need a motherfuckin' Escalade Pack it up like a clown car (honk, honk) Bet you know my name from here to Hong Kong, bet I get along Make some commas, karma, come on, watch 'em sing along Ayy, err, err, butter knife like dancin' on a knuckle In the thunder car, rocked up in the Lumma Incidental, I be better by the summer I be better by the winter, I be hoppin' in the rental Maybe Tesla for all my missus sittin' in the Volvo, damn Shoot 'em down like, hmmm, sorry, do it all here La-di-da-di-da-di-da Do I trust 'em? Probably not I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried La-di-da-di-da-di-da Do not turn my volume down Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm holding down La-di-da-di-da-di-da Do I trust 'em? Probably not I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried La-di-da-di-da-di-da Do not turn my volume down Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm holding down I'm moonwalkin' on the sun, hot I used to live where the guns popped Made some records then we moved out Turned rap into the new pop Bandana, I'm the new Pac I been blowin' up, I can't stop They need my niggas in the White House I do business with the white folks Bring that money back to black folks Flip it, stimulate the cash flow Economic, but I speak ebonics L.A. turned me to an asshole I been shoppin' down on Melrose Still a nigga but I'm livin' different I been lookin' at the bigger picture So I don't hear 'em when they talkin' to me I just want a friend to fall in love with Maybe someone I can binge drugs with Livin' like a prince but I'm dove-less Playin' my emotions, you a dumb bitch Everybody talkin' on some gun shit They don't even know where to bust it Cry, nigga, gotta fuckin' kick back Gotta leave those soft niggas at the kickback Splittin' all my problems like a Kit-Kat I finessed the night that we slipped up I could let you know where I'm next at Tell my baby girl where the brakes at You know I got number one pick stats Catch me on the field, it's a mismatch More like an eclipse, she couldn't miss that Puttin' my appearance where my chips at La-di-da-di-da-di-da Do I trust 'em? Probably not I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried La-di-da-di-da-di-da Do not turn my volume down Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm holding down La-di-da-di-da-di-da Do I trust 'em? Probably not I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried La-di-da-di-da-di-da Do not turn my volume down Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm holding down La-di-da-di-da-di-da (La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do-walla, do-walla-walla, do-walla) La-di-da-di-da-di-da (La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do-walla, do-walla-walla, do-walla) La-di-da-di-da-di-da (La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do-walla, do-walla-walla, do-walla)

Forget about it Ever get outta here, I doubt it Maybe try again, you're bound to have better luck Paranoia Maybe it's just the powder up your nose Givin' up, it's just a door that's never shut Crackin' up, I guess you're not that type o' nut Hang around a while, you're bound to forget your promise Nadja, darlin' Tell me all about the other girl inside your bed My love Darlin', I'm on this lonely road so long I don't know livin' from the dead Thought that I might get a little head La-la-la Nadja, baby Found a strand of your hair and ate it Couldn't throw away this thing you left behind Love's half-life Evaporates like water in the blood Feelin' homesick, I just stepped out of the room Crackin' up about this lonely afternoon Hang around a while, you're bound to forget your promise Nadja, darlin' Tell me all about the other girl inside your bed My love Darlin', I'm on this lonely road so long I don't know livin' from the dead Thought that I might get a little head La-la-la Nadja, darlin' Tell me all about the other girl inside your bed My love Darlin', I'm on this lonely road so long I don't know livin' from the dead Thought that I might get a little head La-la-la Nadja, darlin' Tell me all about the other girl inside your bed My love Darlin', I'm on this lonely road so long I don't know livin' from the dead Thought that I might get a little head La-la-la

Amoral but not evil Sick of fake democracies No one will fuck the ugly robot Samael owns history My thinking is done by your machine Can't escape the 20th century Handing in my resignation At the ministry of alienation Not heaven just California Escape with you or from it all Terraform a hostile wasteland Like the rapture in reverse My thinking is done by your machine Can't escape the 20th century Handing in my resignation At the ministry of alienation

Topless with the top down How many zeros do you need? Through the territory of fear How many zeros do you need? Sometimes bruises equal memories Pulled towards that love like gravity Sometimes bruises equal memories Pulled towards that love like gravity Work like an illusion How many zeros do you need? Freud auto-correction How many zeros do you need? Sometimes bruises equal memories Pulled towards that love like gravity Sometimes bruises equal memories Pulled towards that love like gravity