He pouts over his empty pellet bowl
And contemplates his universe
He spills out in a cloud and
Under the overcast imprecision
Up high, surveying all he sees,
Where signs scattered among the leaves can
Watch his step on the way down, stop and displace sound
In simulation
He sprouts high in the unelectric fold
He integrates his undispersed
Unfilled, out of the crowd when
Under the over last in concision
Breaks through silently and unseen
To lands promised to still be green And
Just like Dr. Pulaski you'll only catch me
In syndication
He stands in the unablated fourth shine
Demands to be overstated
Saturated
Falling into space-time
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He pouts over his empty pellet bowl
And contemplates his universe
He spills out in a cloud and
Under the overcast imprecision
Up high, surveying all he sees,
Where signs scattered among the leaves can
Watch his step on the way down, stop and displace sound
In simulation
He sprouts high in the unelectric fold
He integrates his undispersed
Unfilled, out of the crowd when
Under the over last in concision
Breaks through silently and unseen
To lands promised to still be green And
Just like Dr. Pulaski you'll only catch me
In syndication
He stands in the unablated fourth shine
Demands to be overstated
Saturated
Falling into space-time
And contemplates his universe
He spills out in a cloud and
Under the overcast imprecision
Up high, surveying all he sees,
Where signs scattered among the leaves can
Watch his step on the way down, stop and displace sound
In simulation
He sprouts high in the unelectric fold
He integrates his undispersed
Unfilled, out of the crowd when
Under the over last in concision
Breaks through silently and unseen
To lands promised to still be green And
Just like Dr. Pulaski you'll only catch me
In syndication
He stands in the unablated fourth shine
Demands to be overstated
Saturated
Falling into space-time
Writer: Jared Parvin-Graham
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid