Fly to Mars

Snake charmer's got a hold of me
In those arms
King cobra baby you poison me
With your love

I want to be a bird in paradise
A desert diamond
Desert night

I want to change the world
I want to change the stars
I want to make a constellation baby
Let's fly to mars

I want to make it
We gotta gotta take it slow

There is no faking
We gotta gotta make it oh

Things turn just a little too slow for us
Down on earth
Fires burn just a little too low oh

I want to make it
We gotta gotta take it slow
There is no faking
No there is no faking

Let's fly to mars



Credits
Writer(s): Zachary Miller
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