You've been corrected several times
Get it right
Michael is fucking with the tides
Come on then
We're going down
To the beach
I saw a crystal vision
I'm gonna yell at the moon
I feel it owes me for the pain that it put me through
I'm gonna yell at the moon
I need a love light to put me in the mood
I'm gonna yell at the moon
I feel it owes me for the pain that it put me through
Gonna yell at the moon
I need a love light to put me in the mood
Gonna yell at the moon
I feel it owes me for the pain that it put me through
Gonna yell at the moon
I gotta yell at the moon
Michael's breathing through a bag now
Cosmic throbbing wound
Diana feeding you the medicine
Absorbed via moon
Vibe guide
Slow ride
High tide
Truth died
We’re going down
Do the beach
I saw a crystal vision
I'm gonna yell at the moon