Flying High

Life in flashes
 I'm in pieces
 You're sorry
 You're sorry
 The final straw
 You carry on
 I'm sorry
 I'm sorry
 Talking to you I know I'm staling
 Bound by desire, freed from leaving
 I'll dance alone until I make it
 I make it throught
 Lift me down
 Drug me up
 It's a mad world outside
 Lift me down
 Drug me up
 It's a mad world outside
 Walking on the street
 6 am in the morning I'm alive
 Riding on the feels
 Can't take me off my heels
 I'm flying high
 Typed and unsent
 Guess it's not the end of story
 Phone's lighting up, I know you're stalking
 Acting defiant, no one's buying
 I'll dancing alone until I make it
 I make it throught