Strapped inside this little ship, not ready for the thick of it
Try to stop the trembling, but nothing helps
My liftoff is imminent, counting down from 10 to 6
Panic kicking in, I don't trust myself
I hear a "3-2-1" before I even blink
Close my eyes, avoiding change of scenery
Already claustrophobic and afraid
And they're only concerned with the distance I make
I'm floating around in space
Don't know how much more I can take
Trying to keep it together
And come back down to Earth
Feel like I've been sent to Mars
I'm low and it's getting dark
Trying to keep it together
And come back down to Earth
Communicator is broken, no talking
No way that I could tell Houston my problem
My shuttle's falling apart while I'm falling
I'm not fit to fly, is it death that I'm stalling?
Try to fix it, string and tape ain't enough to
Spinning around, I can't quit, but I want to
Tired, my head hurts, alone in discomfort
I'm still hanging on, something tells me it won't work
I'm thrashing around in space, haven't left the house today
Trying not to fall apart, it's getting worse
Nauseous and my heart is faint, struggle to hang on and wait
I've been way too desperate to end the hurt
Deep breaths, my oxygen is running low
Only thing I want is to be comfortable
Don't wanna leave, but too tired to try
As I tell myself it's not an option to-
I'm floating around in space
Don't know how much more I can take
Trying to keep it together
And come back down to Earth
Feel like I've been sent to Mars
I'm low and it's getting dark
Trying to keep it together
And come back down to Earth
I'm not here
This isn't happening
This right here
Isn't me
I'm not here
This isn't happening
This right here
Isn't me
And so I land back on Earth, a little bruised but I'm okay
I might be hurt more than I knew, but who's to say
I just wanna go home, tell my family I love them
Get some rest and thank God I get to see another day
I'll head home and get to sleep, maybe then I'll get to breathe
Wake up at 6, in bed at 3, tell command don't send for me
I'm good on another mission, situation unfair
It's too scary up there
I thought of ending it all back in May
Was breaking down & questioning my worth
Now I'm glad I didn't, otherwise I'd never get this verse
Off my chest, lord knows someone needs it bad as me
We ain't all that different, something that I realized actually
We're all cosmonauts, thrashing around in space, praying that we land
Just know I could be your Houston if you need a hand
Fly safely