AIRPLANE - Rameez
I Pour my heart out on a parchment
write it in my own blood
only time that i have ever cut myself
and it made me feel good
i fold it up into an airplane
as the words on it smudge
I climb the pile of endless pain
reach the highest point i can attain
CHORUS
I wait for the wind to blow again
so i can let go of my plane
Then the wind begins to blow
as I feel it I let go
watching it fly i feel insane
my wish still remains the same
I pray to God it never lands
or that it lands from where it came
Hope it finds its way to you
or it never lands again
