19 years old   You better not listen to yourself now anymore   You better not trust anybody else no   The comet that's coming doesn't make any sense anymore   You get transmissions at your front door and then you get old      Mission control (x2)      You gonna forget all about you killer instincts oh   You gotta get by on what they think that you can think oh   If you thought that you were doing some help by yourself and   when you shouldn't have been listening to anybody else and how they go      Mission control (x3)      It's not quite like you think    It's not that obvious   You only wanna raise your voice    but then let everybody else be those broke heart suckers      Mission control (x3)