Lyrics

Well I've been out of this world now for a minute Split when the bad shit was only just beginning To a distant and cold place where I could find some quiet And I'll admit it, for a while I kinda liked it Free from the plague, far from petty lies and violence But over time I grew tired of the silence Sick of missing out on all the things that once were hella dope Millions of miles away, peering through a telescope Hoping for an opening, nope, nobody's going in Fled so far away that there was no one, all alonе again I made due with a makeshift stagе Making beats with my skull against the walls of my cage Now when the sun hits upon the day of my arrival My one wish is to survive without denial I am done with just watching the world burn I think it's time to return I'm going back, I'm coming around I'm picking up speed till I'm reaching the ground Head's been in the clouds (stars), now I'm heading back in Open all hatches and extend all flaps and drag fins I'm coming home, I'll go it alone I can try my best, but the rest is unknown Brace for the return of the century If I don't burn up on re-entry I'm going back down to earth where I began Before I flunked a test, flipped a desk, and I ran With both middle fingers up, pointed behind me In search of a safe space where no one could find me And finally hop off the clock and stop talking Get caught up with the thoughts that I brought up from the bottom To the top in a box, locked off with a thick door I guess I got what I wished for Isolation's maddening, alienating and straight damaging Highlighting what's real and what all was really happening Home is where I'm coming, away from here I'll go 'Cause "come" is done with others whereas "go" is done alone Now when the moon dies as I fall through the plane I'll see those blue skies, they'll be calling my name I'm bringing new eyes but no prizes or loot Just empty pockets in a flight suit I'm going back, I'm coming around I'm picking up speed till I'm reaching the ground Head's been in the clouds (stars), now I'm heading back in Open all hatches and extend all flaps and drag fins I'm coming home, I'll go it alone I can try my best, but the rest is unknown Brace for the return of the century If I don't burn up on re-entry On re-entry So kick the tires, twist the wires with blood Light the fires, pop the clutch and push it out of the mud To face a future like the blank pages of a calendar If I don't fall to pieces, all defeated like a Challenger Through a loud sound that roars in my ears I hear a countdown that's been running for years I am out now if I've got the right stuff 'Cause I know now I've had enough I'm going back, I'm coming around I'm picking up speed till I'm reaching the ground Head's been in the clouds (stars), now I'm heading back in Open all hatches and extend all flaps and drag fins I'm coming home, I'll go it alone I can try my best, but the rest is unknown Brace for the return of the century If I don't burn up on re-entry I'm going back