Identity Crisis
Quelle: Spotify
His plane was heated down
Dive bombing at such speed
The pilot viewed his chute
In the distance as he fell into a day dream
That would last what seemed like a whole life
Cause it was all so-so
When the voice of fear had whispered his eyes
All became clouded
Eating into a feeling of exploration
He had remembered from what they called childhood
He romanced amides of gaining back
The courage to remain idealistic
So she spoke and he took control
With the stern stare of a bull
At the ground before him
No questions inter feared with a notion
That was coming in loud and clear
Then he pulled back on the stick and closed his eyes
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