Cosmonaut No. 7

Ten miles high
In unlit lights
I love you
With my car, my life, my
Oxygen is worthless
You're suffocating, nervous
I sold tomorrow

You'll die here
You'll die here
Way gone beyond your station
Can't fix your self-fixation
Wish you had the will not to live
Wish you could find a sedative

Can't find life
On telephone, on radio
Receiver's cold and
It kills my nervous system
Tell the family I miss them
They sold tomorrow

You'll die here
You'll die here
Way gone beyond my station
Can't fix my sеlf-fixation
Wish you had the will not to live
Wish you could find a sedativе

I hate this skyline
The luxury boxes
The plastic watches
To tick your time away

And oxygen is worthless
You're suffocating, nervous
They've sold tomorrow

You'll die here
You'll die here
Way gone beyond my station
Can't fix my self-fixation
Wish you had the will not to live
Wish you could find a sedative

I hate this skyline
You'll die here
You'll die here
You'll die here