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