歌词
"Proud of you, love"
They said to me
From their
Pretty little wagon
And it won't fly far
But hell
They've been braggin' a lot
They said
"How can you be
So misunderstood, love?"
All on my own
I found myself
In the center of the planet
Beneath the two moons
With a bounty hunter mad at me
I said,
"Hell, I'm just
An ore farmer's love
After all"
"Hands to yourself"
I pushed them off
The polar shelf
So when the second orbit
Comes around
I'm jumping moons
'Cause I feel alien
To this planet
'Cause I tiptoe around
Not to be seen
Not to make a sound
Or disturb anything
Would it be a better place
If I were not around?
Would it be a better place
If we all were in the ground?
Written by: Zachary Visconti
