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