How high do planes fly?
Forty thousand feet in the sky's how high
Is it the pressure 'cause I'm out of my mind?
I compress like a rocketship making me high
And in this nighttime, playing movies
Are prompting sky musings
Life seems so confusing
Fear-inducing, tears producing
Maybe it's this mini wine
Maybe it's this storyline
Two beautiful to move on the night of their lives
Never meet again 'til he's married has a wife
And now I think of all the people I've cared for
Did love pass me by when I had things I was scared of
'Cause I feel so, when I should feel
I feel so, and when I should feel
Stupid films for a stupid girl
Look out of your window, you're on top of the world
Twenty-three years old and you're acting like it's over
Only over if we crash, hit the ground down below us
If we crash, if we crash, imagine that
If we crash
I don't want to land no more, sink my feet into the sand no more
I'll float forever in the interim
No place in particular, no sink or swim
Just fly, I don't understand no more
I had life figured out before
Will my head stay up in the clouds when they open those dark and heavy metallic doors?
Twenty minutes before we're back on the ground
No keep this thing going turn this fucking thing around
Ma'am you need to wear your safety belt
Well, wring it around my neck maybe that will help
I'm sorry, I lost myself for a minute
Could I have a glass of water?
God, is that you?
I guess I'm closer up here
I could really use some help
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Writer(s): Ellen Ciara Rowsell, Joel Donald Scott Amey, Jonathan David Oddie, Theodore Joseph Ellis
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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