This Holiday Life Aeroplanes
Two things are in my brainOne's heavy and one's this
plane
We're floating as the sweat runs down my cheek.
Don't tell me it's all okay
Just leave me with my magazine
And my view from this window seat.
All this trouble in my blood leaves me on the ground
But the trouble is when trouble comes were going down.
I fear God and I fear pain
But even more this aeroplane
Out here on the ground only to remain
Don't tell me try to be calm
Just leave me with my sweaty palms and my movie that I
can't enjoy at all.
All this trouble in my blood leaves me on the ground
But the trouble is when trouble comes were going down.
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This feeling runs straight to my brain
Like fire, it burns through my veins
But feelings make this change
'Cause I'm leaving on this jetplane.
All this trouble in my blood leaves me on the ground
But the trouble is when trouble comes were going down.
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