Mars

Mars ain't the kinda place to raise your kids he said
The air is thin and theres a storm around the bend
Tell me man in the moon will we be leaving soon
My oxygen levels are low and i'm ready to go

You must have thought i was stupid
You must of thought i was crazy
You must have thought i was blinded by a one tack mind
I couldn't confine what i was looking for so here i am

Mars is the perfect place to raise your kids he said
Down here the air is rich and the ocean lies below
Tell me friend or foe will we be leaving soon
Space and time is low and i'm ready to go

You must have thought i was stupid
You must of thought i was crazy
You must have thought i was blinded by a one tack mind
I couldn't confine what i was looking for so now here i am



Credits
Writer(s): Dillon Stawicki
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