in my room i like to cry, far away from the big blue sky, for nothing goes right, and im all alone, i cant win this fight, my heart is like stone, but if you were here, i would no longer cry, if you were here, i would no longer die.
while in my mind thoughts like to fly......i wave at them as they wizz by.....but sitting here ive come to find....the thoughts of mine are very blind.......
Experation of the World
Verse : Aliens wont visit us
hell they're already here
living in our estates
far and yet so near
Chorus : When will this start
when will this stop
when will this world pop
Experation date
experation date
experation date of the world
Verse : Sending soldiers to far away lands
many of which are in Gods hands
sometimes i wonder what BUSH really has planned. what he really has planned. what has he planned?!
Chorus : When will this start
when will this stop
when will this world pop
Experation date
experation date
experation date of the world
Verse : Babies crying and women dying
and soldiers, Rest In Peace
who has done this
who has done this
he lives somewhere in the East
Chorus : When will this start
when will this stop
when will this world pop
Experation date
experation date
experation date of the world
the end is near
the end is near
the end is near
WAIT, No Its Not!
when will this pop
when will this pop......
When Will The World Pop?!
Flight
Verse: Im not ok but thats just fine
i never said id make you mine
so ill let go and fly up so high
and hope to God, that i wont die.
Chorus: Im flying high as a kite
and the wind feels like the home ive never had
blowing me in the right direction
or mabye the wrong
but i dont really care becouse
this is where i belong.
Verse: Serching for what, i have no clue
glideing across a sky so blue
i do what is wrong
cuz it feels so damn right
smoking this bong
helps my soul to take flight.
Chorus: Im flying high as a kite
and the wind feels like the home ive never had
blowing me in the right direction
or mabye the wrong
but i dont really care becouse
this is where i belong.
Verse: Burning yes Burning
for the heat helps me rise
learning yeah learning
to soar through the skies.
Chorus: Im flying as high as a kite
and the wind makes me feel
like everythings alright
doing whats right
doing whats wrong
i dont give a fuck becouse
i found where i belong.