There’s a million billion trillion stars but I’m down here low
Fussing over scars on my soul - on my soul - on my soul - on my soul
On my soul I am so infinitesimal - Oh!
They say it started with a big bang
But they say it came out of a small thing
Lately I’m feeling like a big bang
Cuz I’ve been making something out of nothing
Millions and billions and trillions of stars but I’m down here low
Fussing over scars on my soul - on my soul - on my soul - on my soul
On my soul I am so infinitesimal - Oh!
They say it started with a big bang
But they say it was really just a small thing
Strangely I’m feeling like a big bang
Cuz I’ve been making mountains out of concaves
*Speaking*
“And do you ever really think about the grains? Every little one’s got a million things. Every little bit’s got a billion bits. And that ain’t it, no, that ain’t it. And did you know that when you really get close, nothing really touches bro, just kinda floats. So when you think you might just come to blows, just so you know, it won’t, because it can’t… bro.”
There’s a million billion trillion stars but I’m down here low
Fussing over scars on my soul - on my soul - on my soul - on my soul
On my soul I am so infinitesimal - Oh!
They say it started with a big bang
But they say it was really just a small thing
Strangely I’m feeling like a big bang
Cuz I’ve been making something out of nothing
Like my soul, just like my soul
You think it’s so infinitesimal
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