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The Moon

I’m not from Earth,
I’m from the Moon,
I crash-landed when my rocket ship went boom.

I’m not from round here,
I landed too soon,
I don’t fit in,
I’m immune to this human bullshit
I feel like an outcast,
Like I crash-landed in a Cartoon world
Your all loons,

Yet it’s me who looks loony
Like a goon
These earthlings hide in their Cocoons of Social Media,
I’m not down for this
Wheres Elon Musk
I need a Rocket Ship
I need to get off this Planet
Everyone is on a Ego Trip
In this cyberspace

I’m not from Earth,
I’m from the Moon,
I crash-landed when my rocket ship went boom.

I wanna go back
I’m tired of these Throwbacks
Everyone trying to outpace each other
Yet no one is outpacing themselves
I wanna go back to Outerspace
Back to the moon
It will never be too soon
I feel like a loon from some cartoon
I wanna go back to Outerspace

I’m not from Earth,
I’m from the Moon,
I crash-landed when my rocket ship went boom.

I want to go Home
I look the same as these earthlings
But I have different Chromozones
These earthlings cling to their things,
In hopes, it brings them happiness,
Not satisfied they have flings
but they get as much satisfaction from that as a bee sting.
They want their phones to go bing, bing with notifications
I’m not down for this
Wheres Elon Musk
I need a Rocket Ship

I’m not from Earth,
I’m from the Moon,
I wanna go back
It’ll never be too soon

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