It took me three days to look out all the jet lag, and now I'm lagging behind you.
This is a key phrase, consolidate your two begs, or else I'll never let you through.
Now you're looking like a mess with your luggage on the ground, you're always here to guard, you just carry it around.
Now it's got to fit within a certain space, asking for the plane, I can see a trace of your theater of flying.
It's a dresser, theater of dying, it's got you scared, you're scared to death.
Theater of flying, I know I'm trying to catch, catch my breath, catch my breath.
It took me ten years to work out all the tension, and I'm still waiting at the gate.
I know that my fear is of my own invention, I know I can't escape my fate.
Now I'm looking like a mess and clinging to the seat, I can feel the ground, it's creeping to my feet.
If this isn't it, then I cannot escape, I won't spend it or go meaning all my way.
Theater of flying, it's a dresser, theater of dying, it's got you scared, you're scared to death.
Theater of flying, I know I'm trying to catch, catch my breath, catch my breath.
In the unlikely event of a water landing, won't you pass me your seatbelt?
Although we come to you on a busted TV screen, know I'm serious or heartfelt.
These are just the cards you're dealt.
We hate to contribute to your, and hate to be a tribute to your, and hate to make evermore a tuya.
Theater of flying, you got the dreds of the flight, it's going out night now.
Theater of flying, you got the dreds of the red, I'm falling out of the sky.
Theater of flying, you gotta bear with the scams, I'm falling through the air now.
I know I'm trying, I know I'm trying, can you see that I'm trying to catch, catch my breath, catch my breath.
You got the dreds of the flight, you got the dreds of the flight, it's going out night now.
