Own All Of Space


Boy, the steaze you give has got me beyond my mind.
I am flying past cloud nine, owning all of space and stopping time.
We’re going to fly…away.
Whenever we want…first flight’s today.
Top me off, shot gun me until I can’t even speak.
You have to know all you do always makes me weak.
I want to fly…away.
Whenever we feel the need…first flight’s today.
Ribbons of a freedom wrapped in my skin
As you and I devour the sin.
Shall we hold hands as we go for a swim
through stars and fears and Archangel tears?
We’ll change what they say about love.
And show this world it’s enough.
If it’s dirty and raw, for the things that we saw.
The love that we make, the steps that we take.
Whenever we cry, when will we lie?
We just want to fly…
…First flight’s tonight…

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