歌词
How's this for an alibi
I bought an airplane ticket on the night she died
Backup plan
Just never to land
And and
You can grunt but you can't complain
When I make you sit bitch at the back of the plane
Low on fuel
Is 20 years too soon
Attention brave passengers your captain now speaks
Hold dearly to consciousness
You're in for a treat
If you'll look out to your left
See a sky so bereft
Of clouds and life, we're much higher
In space our wings won't catch fire
Within the mind's eye
Only sensory
Choices and text speech voices are the forces to be obeyed
What don't you understand
About immortal, man
I'm pulling you inwards
Drawing you down into the center of the universe
Feds could not bear to comprehend
Even my crudest master plan
Oh God if you wish upon a star
They'll be able to pinpoint where you are
Back down to earth through a prolapsed wormhole
Autopilot warning still reverberating in my skull
I gotta calm down remembering that I have a goal
To introduce the fear of god to air traffic control
Never needed that much of a reason
Since when did a joy ride constitute treason
Engine light says danger but I've got my doubts
I'll press a few more buttons then parachute the fuck out
Had to do it to em superhuman time bomb
Icons burned alive in suits of nylon
We headed to the skies, pilot says that I'm wrong
Stab him in the throat and shred him near the pylon
Flight attendant lost her brains they on a white mom
TSA I got some bygones for their bygones
Shawty 12 gauge I got some firearms for their firearms
I don't, I don't play with that ra-ra
Wish upon a plane we let shots fly
Living just to die, what's the point of it all
Goes up and comes down, what's the point of the fall
Burn motherfucker this a one way ticket
We all gonna die in a matter of minutes
Kamikaze glider decimate your decisions
Everything you've chosen I wipe out in an instant
Pipsqueaks think they're villainous enough
No fly list nomination once I call your
Snuff film franchise and I'm saving the best for last
Drone strike fits you for a permanent body cast
Your cares over to the side of the runway
Half mast false flags commend the death of all cliche
Pack light, how you tread, my only luggage is carrion
Steel vulture circle forming over the Pentagon
Hey TSA, come up and get me
It's gettin so hard to remember what I'll never forget
Go long for outer space turbine blade frisbee
You took one to the chest but hey, that's what you get
We could not bear to give consent
Despite all the clear health benefits
God, if you wish upon a hope
You'll be able to smash your telescope
Written by: Ethan Galka, Matthew Pletcher, Rex Williams
