YPMT Lyrics

Please go ahead

Fill up the plane with my shame

I couldn't blame

One for my brain

I jumped on a train

Window licking driest lands

I'm chasing change

Escaping haze

Lost in masquerade

No fan could smooth the daze

I circle round thinking I'm straight

I reach the starting line

Again I find you

I find your smiling eyes in them

And I just want to

Remember we're the same foreign

I'll play back to the same

Till I find out what's the spell

Some will take that plane again

If it has to go this way

Circle round round is better than dead

I can't stay here and wait the day

I love to think that you are far from me

But deep inside I know, you see

I close my eyes, breath deep alone and feel

Your smater than my endless sigh

I'll play back to the same

Till I find out what's the spell

Some will take that plane again

If it has to go this way

Circle round round's better than stay

I can't stay here and wait the day

Your plane, My train

its the same

Running away