State Shirt

State Shirt - Back To The Airplanes lyrics

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Fourteen miles on the run
Maybe it's time we turn back
It's amazing anyone
Survived that massive attack

Eight hundred seventy thousand pounds
Take off without a care
It's a drag how we find out
The elements that make us bare

Back to the airplanes we must go
A thousand gallons of jet fuel in the snow
The man who sat right next to me I didn't know
Might not have any feelings left to show
Twisted wreckage scraped down to the bone
Somehow even with you I feel alone

Must walk faster
Help is surely on the way
There, I can see the rescue crew!
Wave your arms, they'll see you.
I'm right here, why won' t you help me! help me.

Back to the airplanes we must go
Dripping blood all the way through the snow
The man who sat right next to me I didn't know
Might not have any feelings left to show
Twisted wreckage scraped down to the bone
Somehow even with you I feel alone

There I lay.
Close my own eyes.
"tray table up"
Was that my last thought?

What was my last thought?
Fade out all I've sought
Stare down my old face
I don't know my place.
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Language: English

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