Proxima Poor Lonesome Voyager
I’m coming from deep space
Lonely voyager
I must make up my face
I’m undercover
My orders are to sit here
Staring at humans
Say if they deserve to like
Or are they dangerous
Lonely
I feel so lonely
Belong far away
Poor lomesone voyager
My job
Is to judge races
Should we give a spin
Should we come to destroy
Ten thousand years ago
I first came to earth
I brought knowledge and wiseness
Gave it to humans
I have to evaluate
What they have learned
I’ll choose to help them again
Or put them to death
Lonely
I feel so lonely
Belong everywhere
Poor lomesone voyager
My job
Is to judge races
Should we give a spin
Should we come to destroy
(coming from deep space lonely voyager)
(i’m comming from deep space i’m a voyager forever)
