Head Space

I must now hit the sack and you to Jack.           Because the voices in my head said in my head,       stop and come out of your depression.                         Pop this recession of oppression with a hip hop there hip hop with a pop there hip hop everywhere, no where to go on that forgotten love song La La La baby girl talking,          that I so long for,                in this moment of oppersiton,                             with depression,                    no more I remember with no regrets for that long ago love song La La La baby girl talking about its ETERNAL EVER EXISTENCE OF COURSE OF COURSE OF COURSE FIRE FIRE FIRE FIRE FIRE,           love songs,                           that Will last forever more xoxox