A crowd has no sense but it does have gravity.
They are your planet. We say we seek the velocity
of escape, but we're too scared to punch it through,
our rocketry math always off. Scrap the mission!
No way to live without each other. Clap-clap-clap.
They are your planet. We say we seek the velocity
of escape, but we're too scared to punch it through,
our rocketry math always off. Scrap the mission!
No way to live without each other. Clap-clap-clap.
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