Ain't nothing wrong with dreaming big Of always looking on the bright side of things But all the beauty found in the gloom of a blushing sky Will make you wonder about the other side Are we trying to make life on Mars way too soon, way too soon Still ill fighting but we've got a flag on the moon It's fun to pretend everything's fine When you're above consequence and gold-filled mines But all the beauty found in the Gloom of a blushing sky will make you cry Are we trying to make life on Mars way too soon, way too soon Still ill fighting but we've got a flag on the moon Just minding my own, read the news on my phone, got enough on my mind The problem isn't mine, Though I don't condone, but it's all spiraling out of control Wanna sip some wine, And pay my bills on time, keeping my spirits up, is hard enough Without all of this bad news, but I feel for you Mmm Life isn't fair It just isn't fair Won't be any justice When It comes to the end