I think my day back up in my flat I don’t want a second to reveal full of regret, full of average I stunned my mind so I don’t feel
a plane jet, hijacked, forcing it to fly back oil check, damage, widescreen breaking news engine roaring, passenger unboarding a million feet high pilots without use
and now I am…
free whatever happens whatever may be I’m free under the statue for you to see
phone attack, leave a message you wouldn’t hear me anyway I feel homeless and all my luggage is already on the way
plane crash, test track no matter if we come back mistake, breathtake, relatives in hope oxygen gas masks don’t forget your seatbelts prayers, players, all their souls are sold