Song | Flight 112 |
Artist | Eyes Like Diamonds |
Album | Mystery |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Dim the lights now | |
These seats are too close together | |
My eyes run dry cut at the lids | |
When I see lines cut at the wrist | |
Time's wasting, you slow | |
No need to unfold our life stories | |
I'd rather not know | |
Medic, I'd rather be turned into static | |
Waste time on air | |
We're falling in fast | |
Over and over again | |
Don't breathe in | |
Don't breathe in | |
Lights out, it's over now | |
Inhale, come on and breathe | |
Stop wasting your medicine | |
Turbulence | |
Burn this plane to the ground |