Die Like an Aviator

Love for the unaffected. Incidental zeal. Throw devotion at the hopeless. My branch has many many apples, they are there for you to steal. I pay attention to the unrelated, oh, I get 5 minutes, it is all the time I need. I share my vision with the blinded, stack them to the rafters until I can not see. Calculations summarised exceeding expectations. My friends and I, we are not surprised, you were always there on time. Everything come vertical, hanging under bolded letters, oh, nothing interrupts the flow as I let the blue screen fade. I let the blue screen fade, I want to die.

Like an aviator

Bye-bye-m-bye, I wanna die

I wanna die like an aviator

We don't have a destination, we don't carry any weight. Let us kick the pigeons, now let the music play. Let the music play, I want to die. Like an aviator.