Me and my delusions on the sidewalk with the ghosts
A constant contradiction, the words follow where I go
It's a twisted way of living, I get wound back every time
I'm not sure where I'm going, sure I won't be hard to find
The world's been small since far before our time
You can make something from nothing or find someone to waste your time
It's a twisted way of living, I get wound back every time
I've seen this all before, there must be something more
Been waking up late, way past the thirteenth hour
Sent to space craving someone to adore
It's lonesome times in the intergalactic band
The lonesome men
The cosmic men
Yeah it's lonesome times in the intergalactic band
The lonesome men
The cosmic men
It's lonesome times in the intergalactic band
The lonesome men
The cosmic men
Lonesome times in the intergalactic band
The lonesome men
The cosmic men