Ive said this all before
It still wont come out right
This hole in my chest that I cant quite describe
My head on shuffle, lost in the clouds
Ladies and gentlemen, were going down, were going down
On the surface so cool and collected
But in my head Im dropping bombs
You better believe that when the target is me
Ive got the sharpest shot around
Direct hit, the engines given out
Danger, Danger! Were going down
Break through the clouds the end is near
The ground is fast approaching
The Earth begins to reappear
Locked in this tailspin, we wont walk away from this tonight
Every time I try to fly, it seems Im pulled back to the ground
Sift through my ashes
Break through the clouds the end is near
The ground is fast approaching
The Earth begins to reappear
Locked in this tailspin, we wont walk away from this tonight
Every time I try to fly, it seems Im pulled back to the ground
Ive done this all before
But it still wont turn out right
This hole in my head that I cannot deny
My head on shuffle, lost in the clouds
Ladies and gentlemen Ill see you on the ground