Flat!
My ugly flat.
Why it tortures me? Why?
Morning. Mirror. And my face lied.
Superhero, whose I know, died.
Jet will save me.
Chorus:
I need it to spend this weekend with you.
Time to revive.
This heap of junk, get out of my life!
Breath!
So hard to breathe.
Fright! I felt no fright so long.
Daytime. Walking. And my legs falls.
Only next dose helps to move on.
Jet will save me.
(Chorus x2)
Cry!
Just as I cry.
While it's hard to speak one word.
Nightfall. Silence. And I cant stand.
Feeling hurt, but I know that...
Jet will save me.
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