High, higher then the sun, you shoot me from a gun, I need you to extverate me here, the orbits of hips, is the orbit of equlipse, equelipse, you elevate my soul, I got no self control, I’m living like a mole now going by, exclusion, I am not in the sky, you make me feel like I can fly so high, Elevation, Woo-Hoo, Woo-Hoo
God, you see me as a god, strung out like a gee-tar, maybe you can exctravate my mind, can sing but I get soul, the goal is Elevation, a mole, digging in a hole, digging up my soul now, going by, exclusion, I am not in the sky, you make me feel like I can fly so high, Elevetion,
Earth, follow up this bloom
Won’t you tell me something new, I believe in you











