State Shirt
State Shirt - Back To The Airplanes songtekst
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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.