Pretty One, we're setting sail to Earth again It's been such a long time There's something that I need to do Before their system goes Kardashev Type-II Relax, this thing's on autopilot hyperdrive Dream about pushing this button if there's anything you need Close your pretty eyes babe and go to cryo sleep

The solar system's gone to shit Their sun ain't even fully lit He says it can begin again Let's do it even better if he says it then I believe it I believe it I believe it Oh I believe it

The thrumming of a black hole in my chest teaches me a lesson about being distressed I'm sick of fast forward while the galaxy spins Precious few times when the faith sets in The thrumming of a black hole in my chest teaches me a lesson about being distressed I'm sick of fast forward while the galaxy spins Precious few times when the faith sets in

Pretty Two, I'm unsettled by the things you dream You're right, the Oort Cloud is a little far We should move a little closer if we wanna put the pressure on and fry em with their own star Ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah Relax, dream a multiverse of paths to ruin Put your back into it, girl Direct their solar mirrors, wipe away their whole world The solar system's gone to shit Their sun ain't even fully lit He says it can begin again Let's do it even better if he says it I believe it I believe it I believe it I believe it

Princess! The king of Mars is hailing us. “Weeoouuyynn!”Hello you, I heard you need a tutor. Do you have history books or is your Grand Library mostly for looks?

What to do with a little bitch king like you You orchestrate lotta nothin while u sit and wait I show up you had a lotta warning But here you are not even preparing and a little adoring not even preparing and a little adoring

Mister King man, what is your plan? So far I've only seen you stick your head in the sand Mister king sir, would you like to see mine? Not long before we're aligned with a river of sunlight So much war from a little bitch world like yours The Red Planet? Like embers through my hatchet Send up your flares while your friends act scarce Yeah Mister King man but threaten all you will it could go down in Oblivi-Anne

Yeah it's all a real blur for you but we've been taking a lotta notes for true The gossip is you have no grip on planets Red or Blue Mister King Man Real Bitch One's here we'll do some wrangling You like? You have to earn something Pay to win, but Plead Nothing For more, For less, For cheap, For rain For real there's kind of a lot more to lose than gain More and big and cheap, obtuse Bloated business is too big to notice the clues

Pretty 2's Compliment is more negative at first When I swell up, oh damn Delicious problem go boom 1's Compliment has the tendency to leave two zeroes on the board Sometimes we all just wanna settle up We tried to settle down but now we're really daddy's horde

We'll keep to the night Why? That's our rule... Look around you everywhere and... What does you see? Lotta people chained to some What does it mean? 'Really shoulda thought about all upstream What does it mean? Boom Boom. For more, For less, For cheap, For us For more, For less, For cheap, For rain For more, For less, For cheap, For rain

“Oh, so you DO have some fight in you, now you found God?”Lock me in, little dove Here I am, little cuz You think I'm blowing bluff Mars's King is actin tough You know well enough. How would you ever show up big enough? We were in it air tight for the rest of the night They seeing how it is while we're cooking on our business Everybody disappointed, they don't get to hear Everybody syncopated when you get to whisper in my ear For more, For less, For cheap, For rain

Don't you just tell me what I want to hear Time is adding up Tell me something I ain't ever heard before Before I'm done cleaning you up You're up to what works the best on all your sluts You can get a picture of me Stalling while a timer reaches slowly for an end—Yikes!

Style Check, Bravest son Here I am, another Mum Really do you with your sun Mars's King is washing up (mhm) You know well enough. How would you ever show up big enough? Everybody disappointed they don't get to hear Everybody's inebriated when you get to whisper in my ear Everybody complicates it and they don't get to hear The way you thought to pound it in when you get to whisper in my ear Baggy now, shitty sleep, Here I am, being me Style Check Gravesite, since I said, Here I am, Collectorate It's been over since I said Mars's King is mega dead You know well enough. Style Check

Great beyond, everything you see could fit inside a thimble, hun if only it were little enough Ready? It's me looking expectantly, escape is free if you hide inside a thimble, hun You'll be little but still big and buff

I'll fit you in. Whatever, it's cool Aging like a wine swish of Eternity Fuel Below deck with your hat on while there's hatches still not battened With an itty bitty flick of my intangibly good wrist I'll skip us over heaven and anywhere else with a list For you (I won't, I won't) I'm ridiculously glad to meet you doin you, boo

This inn't the hole you should be in if you ever wanna see ur friends again! This is literally your last warning until the cooking is doneI've meticulously penned and plotted the light cone for your geodesic My event horizon's here to squeeze it (Tada!) Your last warning, now calculations are done. It's ostensibly all why we come here Trillions went our own way All arrive to a crowded vaycay

I'll fit you in. Whatever, it's cool. Aging like a wine swish of Eternity Fuel Below deck with your hat on while there's hatches still not battened. With an itty bitty flick of my intangibly good wrist I'll skip us over heaven and anywhere else with a list For you When we last said words, remember those too? (I do, I do) In public you can hear people say what they don't, do you? (I won't, I won't) An itty bitty flick of my intangibly good wrist I'll skip us over heaven and anywhere with a list For you

Out here, you're on any path that light can take you You're on I gotta act just to see you and we're at the airport on a journey to evade la mort I thought I'd just see you again I'll drop in sometime if you build us a star-fort

Yeah I'll sit with you for a little while and think... Why does this date stink? Look if you don't want the company you're welcome to scramble it What's your face right now? Why's it doing that? No groveling needed but you're welcome to mumble it At least now your really met The Collectorate!