So that's that real? Is this real, to ya?
'Coz that's not how i feel
You think it's real? Is this real, to ya?
'Coz that's not how i feel
So is that real? Is this real to ya?
'Coz that's not how i see it
Yea You think it's real? Take this power,
I'll walk you out Leave what is left of me
Jump off.
This the sound or a call. It's the ruff up.
A cradle off. Climb a latter to a rooftop.
Let's go, leave the planet on it's surface.
Pain will rise, body soring have that sort, luck.
How you plan to fledge out with the wings caught
Nuffin' help to pacify less you're free, love
Purify? Filthy waters, dudley! Botch clot.
Hang around, silted muds cludded, trunk load.
Plan a rise on a barren ground or
A rock top. Petal up, battle up, drag.
Trutt, trot! Amble up, scamper up, fast.
Run up, gallop up, ramble up, ascend