Get Off My Plane Testo

Testo Get Off My Plane

this cloud is the place were we belong,
since we found out the land is just a floor,
face it you are missing all the blood,
we took off from a minefield to sleep in a steel soap box.
I was the pilot and you were on trip,
you forgot to tell me you don't believe in me,
nearness ain't a feature of altitude
it's gonna come to an end on time for this great “U” turn.
lookin' for and angel
lookin' for an angel's light.