Текст песни Warfield - Jet Plane

Оригинальный текст песни Jet Plane

I’m on a jet plane, above clouds.
Can’t feel nothing with the noise so loud.
Running on fumes, way past empty.
Mild paranoid but they’re never gonna get me.

Till you wake up with the feeling like you just died.
If you wake up, there’s a chance you can still decide.

Red pill, blue pill, white pill, right pill.
Pitchforks raised with eyes so spiteful.
I’m just a roadrunner can’t slow down.
You can’t feel nothing if you don’t touch ground.

Till you wake up with the feeling like you just died.
If you wake up, there’s a chance you can still decide.

Broken pieces of a dream that you never got around to do.
The summer comes and always claims another lover, how's that sound to you?

Pinned eyes, heart broke, still can't lose.
Lost in the shadows of a sad boy blues.
Up on a tightrope, highwire trick.
Live fast, undead, sick, sick, sick.

Till you wake up with the feeling like you just died.
If you wake up, there’s a chance you can still decide.