Godspeed For Gravity Lyrics

My ego killed my fears today. Reverse the Earth�s polarity and fly, but not so high. And if you start to feel the gravity, and all the harsh realities, don�t stop. We are the death of royalty. And so, mathematic as we go, the ebb and flow, a tipping ration. And we sing,
�Whoa, whoa, whoa!� I think we ought to go because man, this shit is getting old. So ride it; life is what you make it. Doesn�t matter how you want to live, you�re going to die. And that�s alright because I always get by. And we scream, �Whoa, whoa, whoa!� I hope we break the mold because we keep bleeding from our throats. So ride it; life is what you make it. Doesn�t matter how you want to live, you�re going to die. For every time I got close, but no cigar. It wasn�t what I thought when I reached the stars.
Can you see the bitter end from here? So ride, you�ll never take us down alive.
We are the hurricane. Sometimes I�d rather sink than start again; I swallow splinters swim against the grain. So ride it; life is what you make it. Haven�t learned a lesson that I haven�t learned before, for every time I got close but no cigar. It wasn�t what I thought when I reached the stars. Can you see the bitter end from here?

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