Spaceman

Microplastics, climate change, incel terrorists, and Andrew Tate. Yeah

You can't tell what's real or fake 'cause everyone just AIs everything

If there was some way I could find
I would leave it all behind
If these rich pricks own outer space
I will make do with my mind like I'm a space man

An inner space man
I'll be a space man
An inner space man

Columbine, Palestine, bodies lined upon the pavement
Get labelled an enemy for asking how your taxes get spent
Stuck with your old salary, can't afford your groceries
You're too busy getting by
Can't afford to start asking why

If there was some way I could find
I would leave it all behind
If these rich pricks own outer space
I will make do with my mind like I'm a space man

An inner space man
I'll be a space man
An inner space man
So are you

A space man too?

If I lived more comfortably
I wouldn't turn to fantasy
Homes, planes, cars, shoes, luxury bags
I'd purchase with taxpayer tax

Aaaaaaah
Aaaaaaah

If there was some way I could find
I would leave all these behind



Credits
Writer(s): Gideon Cascolan Jr
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