Private Plane Songtext

(Thomas Leer)

Down-that's up
Now I see you - control
Explains - forgotten...
We're down
Darkest name of the rain, private plane
Look down - on seers
We're so - knocked out, to live-or don't
Final name of our plane, someone talked
Private plane
Your chance - by time
Cold wine - in doors
For looks - could kill
And I would strain for our claim
Empty space on private plane
Hate - can be
In mind - for days
I like - my way
(planes/can they/in mourn/for days/I lie/my way)
Somehow it seems, it's no dream, fly away
Private plane...
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