Touching Down

Wheels down!
Wheels down!
Waiting for a sign, wishing conclusion
Wheels down!
Wheels down!
We fell from the sky, no absolution
One becomes two and here’s the truth
And it’s not me, it’s you
Wheels down!
Wheels down!
This destruction belongs to you
From the twisted mass of sharp edges
And deceit crawls perseverance
I’ll carry on
And you’ll burn
From head to feet
Fleeting whispers of where you’ve been
That’s all I hear anymore
I hope you’ve managed a new set of friends
It’s a lonely walk to the shore
White picket fences and a career man, empty shells
They sang «Happiness is a warm gun»
If so, I’ve got some bullets for sale
Was it all you’d hoped for and more?
A life of excess, that time is short
So domestic, a mess of a girl
This disturbance is what you’ve asked for
Was it all you’d hoped for and more?
A life of excess, that time is short
So domestic, a mess of a girl
This disturbance is what you’ve asked for
If we ever cross paths again, I’ll consider it too soon
It’s a hopeless place you’re in
You’ve been replaced with someone new
Was it all you’d hoped for and more?
A life of excess, that time is short
So domestic, a mess of a girl
This disturbance is what you’ve asked for
Was it all you’d hoped for and more?
A life of excess, that time is short
So domestic, a mess of a girl
This disturbance is what you’ve asked for