Bam, Zoom, Straight to the Moon by DeV

http://devmusic.bandcamp.com/album/the-downfall-ep Now ever since I was of the age of 5// I always wana to fly// man I dont know why// Could it be the beatings, fights or the home work// That made me reach for the stars and think of leaving home first// This cold earth sat me in my corner// Time out they say but they never really thought of// All the knowledge gained just starring out all day long// Drawing out my plan with these broken up crayons// it came on, the schematics for my craft is// nearly in completion now im draggin up this mattress// stack the building blocks sprinkle little bit of magic// and a pillow in the front just in case if it crashes// ashes splashes but ashes turn to dust// and this ring around the rosy aint for me I rather jump// escape is my plan now I reach into my pocket// to inject the nitrous oxide to blast off this rocket// damn it, out of fuel, dont gotta clue or tool// raise my little hand , teacher do u got some I culd use// (hey buddy what u got there where u goin in that car) I said na its a rocket and I pointed to the stars// Now im sittin there grinning lookin at my work of art// Load the cannon guns in case I have to take these worlds apart// Take my milk and cookies and step into the cockpit// Push the red button and the ship just dropped stiff// Damn was suttn rong in my calculations// The level of propulsion was suppose to rock the station// I dont understand I followed all the schematics// Maybe its due to the fact that I dont know mathematics// Maybe ill wait a couple years till I try again// My dream of escape will soon be completed in just ten// Years reveres at the age of fifteen// Studying my math and how to make it to the slipstream This time my mind will completely learn to find// The path to the stars as I harness this design// Sheet metal for the chasis, exactly// chemical propulsion at the max speed// im blasting past these// stars// takin my parts out to the lawn// making sure its proportional to the system I had drawn// mom can I borrow som gas from ya car// she said (where u goin) now im here once again sittin in the cockpit// soda in my hand with my finger on the launch switch// prayin up to god thinkin I will soon be gone quick// push the red button and the ship just dropped stiff// damn here we go once again// my dreams of escape will soon come to end// bam zoom its str8 up to the moon// in this tune// but since I have no ship now im doomed to consume// this reality that laughs at me constricted by this gravity// down for the count call my dreams another casualty// and let it blast to the stars and u should never ask// why I push my self all inside both the pen and pad// dag how I wish I could escape to a place// where dreams are realized as long as willing just to chase// this place must exist somewhere out there in space// and till I can blast off ima be livin in the bass// and the drums, with my pen ima take this plunge// and aim for the top now they sayin its hot// yo dev dontchu w