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Stardate# d34thbutpr0n0unc3n3d"nasa"
Its cold
I know and im sorry
But i been drifting away
With no one to save me.
My oxygen tank is failing
im sure thr boys in boca chica will save me
Figure out a ingenious way
Red greening the fuck out of it
(Nasa mission control rool falls silent eyes looked back scanning for the general who loweref his gaze with a feel of defeat and gave the nod that would sign the astronauts sentence of death in the cold vacuum of space a micro meteorite ,
Like a world ending proportions punched though his attachment line leaving him floating away )
Tell my family ....-nothing more is heard cept air escaping instesd of words.
(1n spac3 no1 wi11 h3ar y0u scrĉm)
I know and im sorry
But i been drifting away
With no one to save me.
My oxygen tank is failing
im sure thr boys in boca chica will save me
Figure out a ingenious way
Red greening the fuck out of it
(Nasa mission control rool falls silent eyes looked back scanning for the general who loweref his gaze with a feel of defeat and gave the nod that would sign the astronauts sentence of death in the cold vacuum of space a micro meteorite ,
Like a world ending proportions punched though his attachment line leaving him floating away )
Tell my family ....-nothing more is heard cept air escaping instesd of words.
(1n spac3 no1 wi11 h3ar y0u scrĉm)
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