Seatbelt sign, mid flight, pilot yelling sit down, be still, stay quiet.
Fireworks inside, looking like a... all night.
Hold my head, grip it tight. Next thing we're falling through the night sky...
We know our fate let's not hesitate
I'm going out looking in your gaze
We know our fate isn't it great
I'm going down looking in your gaze
Why us, why tonight? We weren't supposed to be on this damn flight.
Showed up late, missed our gate, the funniest thing that we call fate
Hold my head, grip it tight. Next thing we're falling through the night sky...
We know our fate let's not hesitate
I'm going out looking in your gaze
We know our fate isn't it great
I'm going down looking in your gaze
