JETS Lyrics

This jet is falling miles from where it will land

Let it fall if that's the plan, hey

Jets are falling miles from where they will land

Let them fall if that's the plan hey

Bring the pillows and record in your sports car reminder

Reading chapter after hour in the back seat, maxing

Breathing in a swallow

Of the oxygen taking its place in your lungs

You want to bury a hand into it,

Taking it off and shaking it

Aching,

Leaning your back every time you sit

#Activists

Making you sandwiches

Are you interested in taking them

Waking me up in my sleep to un-dream of you

Getting my mind off of horses and choices I made, and

The rays

Making it attractive,

In the way you are a laugh track

To my sitcom and listening

Afterwards to words you recorded on piano,

Think: He's pensive and insensitive, yet

"Larry me a cigarette"

"Racky-acky-active"

Viewing my reaction, concluding its nuances

Do honest things to what i'm after,

Write:

"Steamrolling had to do"

"Steamrolling had to do for a while"

I roll over and sober my attention

And mention you insisted on prevention

A solid case against the state of mind

Will ya help me up afterwards

Activists blasting the actions we locked into digital paragra-

Now there's some thing about a yellow pillow

In that it's supposed to be something that puts you to sleep

No, I never been a Perturbator perturbating anything

I hardly drink caffeine, get headaches from coffee

Acting like it's tough to be saying this,

Listen:

Goodbye tonight

Never look a gift horse

Goodbye tonight

Good luck with what you love for

This jet is falling Miles from where it will land

Let it fall of that's the plan, hey

Jets are falling Miles from where they will land

Let them fall if that's the plan, hey