Planets collide, but nobody dies. The Co-Pilot Hot enough to melt our desires... We’re on fire The Romantics, The Professionals You’re the only living human I know. The Romantics We’re gonna make it feel fine, to lose your mind. The Pilot Feels like we may never touch the ground. The Doctor I wanna lose my mind, all the time. The Farmer We're gonna be The Mad Knives, all our lives. The Mad Knives
