Gooey Rework

[Verse 1: Chester Watson] So I’ve been gazing at the stars for a minute I never could connect the constellations But I really liked the way they all kinda shimmer City light, pollution’s said to be the fall, now I'm waiting In black coals, strips base walls and The Matrix leaves me an enigma, food for thought, I’m the top chef I did the box, lost profit Speak to the cosmos before thoughts process [Pre-Chorus: Dave Bayley] Right my little pooh bear, wanna take a chance? Wanna sip the smooth air, kick it in the sand? I’ll say I told you so but you just gonna cry You just wanna know those peanut butter vibes [Post-Chorus: Dave Bayley] Pray, pray, I can’t, I can’t pray Pray, pray, peanut butter, kick it, pray [Verse 2: Chester Watson] (Preach) Meaning’s my end language, state Super beings sign treaties of the lands and space See the sharks in the distance, watch me swim in their direction Archbishop of the new world, curled in the mess Found pearls in the wreckage, pawned 'em Spawned a thousand ships to arm the armada Garments, hard posture, slate Onyx and jade weapons in cold breast plate Blessed with the crest made of thin gold [Pre-Chorus: Dave Bayley] Alright, come close Let me show you everything I know A jungle slang Spinning round my head and I stare [Chorus: Dave Bayley] My my simple sir, this ain't gonna work Mind my wicked words and tipsy topsy slurs I can’t take this place, no I can’t take this place I just wanna go where I can get some space [Post-Chorus: Dave Bayley] Pray, pray, I can’t, I can’t pray Pray, pray, peanut butter, kick it, pray [Chorus: Dave Bayley] My my simple sir, this ain't gonna work Mind my wicked words and tipsy topsy slurs I can’t take this place, no I can’t take this place I just wanna go where I can get some space