Soymilk Ambiance for a Metaphysical Death by Erich Hoch Lyrics

I died to keyboard loops
In the back room
Ambient Airport sounds
As my feet left the ground
But the Linen and the Melatonin
Only felt like Church
Soymilk and a g of weed
Made the aeroplane lurch

We're stalling
But the plane is not falling
No coffee
No nothing for me please
Turn this plane around
Turn it toward the ground

In a tan closet
I nullified Erich