[Intro]
Falling down to earth again
I'm falling down to earth again
I'm falling down to earth again
I'm falling down to earth again
I'm falling down to earth again
I'm falling down to earth again

[Verse 1]
I'm the projectionist
I need you all to fuck with this
The world it doesn't let me in
It makes me make a world within
I'm finding evidence
Deleting all my confidence
I rearrange my room to fix the temporary song and dance

[Verse 2]
Mr. Boring, what's your story?
You should write a book
Tell us all the friends you made
And get you off the hook

[Pre-Chorus]
Leaving the past over the mountain
No matter how it feels
[Chorus]
Now my head is messed up
And I got a gold touch
And a spеcial kind a luck
Never coming back down to earth again
My hеad is messed up
And I got a gold touch
And a special kind a luck
Never coming back down to earth again

[Post-Chorus]
Falling down to earth again (yeah)
I'm falling down to earth again
I ain't ever coming down

[Verse 3]
I'm a romanticist
Need to be strung out on it
Need to be a part of it
Need to be the start of it

[Verse 4]
Maybe the seeker, the lion in me?
As I turn on the TV I'm watching a dream
Rewinding it back and it's something to see
Letting the water wash over me
[Chorus]
My head is messed up
And I got a gold touch
And a special kind a luck
Never coming back down to earth again
My head is messed up
And I got a gold touch
And a special kind a luck
Never coming back down to earth again

[Outro]
Falling down to earth again
I'm falling down to earth again
I'm falling down to earth again
I'm