Unlikely disease, there is no name
gather the pieces, where is your shame
up up up, pick that cloud
but not that high, the planes are to loud
misplaced memories reflect who we are
bury your nose in my mental scars
if you like what you see, pursue nothing
urgency to fly free, except you've got my wings..
gather the pieces, where is your shame
up up up, pick that cloud
but not that high, the planes are to loud
misplaced memories reflect who we are
bury your nose in my mental scars
if you like what you see, pursue nothing
urgency to fly free, except you've got my wings..