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I said if I make it to Rome dear God don't forsake me I'm proud but I'm aching I look at the ground and I'm shaking I gave you the crown I was making I hang in the clouds and I'm waiting Till they come around and then make me pull up my tray and my seat back Safety is key and I see that anxiety needs that this is sobrieties feedback I'm high off the day she hit me back And told me that she likes my words She recites Amelie seems like their hers She's an anomaly easy for her She said she's fond of me I'm feeling honesty I'm feeling honor she even responds to me I'm floating by your side On a paper plane I ride And we touched down Feel her in spirit and mind and biology Feel her in all of me now I see all of these years I was lonely in fear of monogamy Hear my philosophy nobodies stranded Nobodies property nobodies branded I don't know Socrates so my apologies Thought love was not for me and my abandonment issues A tissue I will not be handed though I've been missing you since I was handed To momma no armor see I'ma new breed of the Adam And If you knew what I mean I am adamant I can be seen flying dragons through all that is real and imagined see me in panic Through volcanic ash forty hours of travel thank God that we landed Thank God that we landed And it's crazy to think we ain't touched - wow I'm floating by your side On a paper plane I ride And we touched down We touched down We touched down We touched down yea We said that we'd meet up at baggage Said we would leave out the baggage Check the TV's for her status my head for her beauty And now she got me feeling average I guess it's true that we all need a hand with them My psychologist told me to manage them For a man of my age I must get it together You get it man age manage them forget it I'm floating by your side On a paper boat I ride And we touched down We touched down We touched down We touched down yea My problem is I need attention I tried to solve it as most do with mentions Mentions of grandeur and/or candor And did I mention that I'm a musician Sending songs over water like Pigeons Or was it pigs to the slaughter I'm guessing Before you were here these were just prayers in the dark So dark I thought no one was listening But there you were listening Two parts in a pair that met in the air The Arc de Triomphe I'm envisioning Thank God that we never cut pigeon wings- we never cut pigeon wings.
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