Roughly 67 Miles To Freedom (Vertically) lyrics

Oh, how I long for great adventures Something to lift the spirit of I hate me Oh, how I long for great adventures Something to lift the spirit of I hate me Packing my bags, set in my ways as I head for outer space Everyone will whisper with a smirk "But there's no oxygen there, there's no oxygen there" Packing my bags, set in my ways as I head for outer space Everyone will whisper with a smirk "But there's no oxygen there, there's no oxygen there" And on the day that time trickles away, they'll think And on the day that time trickles away, they'll think I wasted my time on pointless shit When I, myself, I could have been free I could have been free I wasted my time on pointless shit When I, myself, I could have been free I could have been free