Galaxeas
Yeah, ah ha
One way flight to Mars, we fly tomorrow
Traded a suitcase for a bouquet of flowers
They're waving their hands at me
That's how I know
It's the final hour
One way flight to Mars, we fly tomorrow
Traded a suitcase for a bouquet of flowers
They're waving their hands at me
That's how I know
It's the final hour
Sitting on the runway thinking far far away
Catch me swimming in the galaxies
Ay ay (wonder if Mar'll have a beach)
Swimming in the galaxies
Uh uh uh uh (Let me just finish this verse up from last year, yeah)
Swimming in the-
But I love the way it rains today
Bittersweet symphony
Sprinkling and sparkling up pavements
Bring me back to Earth
Leave no funny business left unturned
I made all my payments
Amend my laments and
I'm coming to live soon (One way flight to Mars, we fly tomorrow)
Thing'll be a whole lot different come next June
(Traded a suitcase for a bouquet of flowers)
2022 (They're waving their hands at me)
That sounds so futuristic "twenty-twenty-two" (That's how I know)
But that's now (It's the final hour)
Holy shit, Marty Mcfly
One way flight to Mars, we fly tomorrow
Traded a suitcase for a bouquet of flowers
They're waving their hands at me
That's how I know
It's the final hour
Bring that shit back
One way flight to Mars, we fly tomorrow
Traded a suitcase for a bouquet of flowers
They're waving their hands at me
That's how I know
It's the final hour
One way flight to Mars, we fly tomorrow
Traded a suitcase for a bouquet of flowers
They're waving their hands at me
That's how I know
It's the final hour
Sitting on the runway thinking far far away
Catch me swimming in the galaxies
Ay ay (wonder if Mar'll have a beach)
Swimming in the galaxies
Uh uh uh uh (Let me just finish this verse up from last year, yeah)
Swimming in the-
But I love the way it rains today
Bittersweet symphony
Sprinkling and sparkling up pavements
Bring me back to Earth
Leave no funny business left unturned
I made all my payments
Amend my laments and
I'm coming to live soon (One way flight to Mars, we fly tomorrow)
Thing'll be a whole lot different come next June
(Traded a suitcase for a bouquet of flowers)
2022 (They're waving their hands at me)
That sounds so futuristic "twenty-twenty-two" (That's how I know)
But that's now (It's the final hour)
Holy shit, Marty Mcfly
One way flight to Mars, we fly tomorrow
Traded a suitcase for a bouquet of flowers
They're waving their hands at me
That's how I know
It's the final hour
Bring that shit back
Credits
Writer(s): Pyeong An Lim
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