hello, bright sunny day, I'm miserable once again;
people say to just be happy, but I'm not a fan.
the ground is not enough for me, no not at all;
I don't want to be stuck on this tiny blue ball.
I want to fly, up high into outer space;
and punch god right in his bearded face.
yes, I want to defy, I want to control;
I want to be the only one that dictates my role.
I want to be grand, I want to be all;
to be god for a day, I would sell my soul.
Apr 4, 2018
Apr 4, 2018 at 9:08 AM UTC
hello, bright sunny day, I'm miserable once again;
people say to just be happy, but I'm not a fan.
the ground is not enough for me, no not at all;
I don't want to be stuck on this tiny blue ball.
I want to fly, up high into outer space;
and punch god right in his bearded face.
yes, I want to defy, I want to control;
I want to be the only one that dictates my role.
I want to be grand, I want to be all;
to be god for a day, I would sell my soul.