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Stomach is rumbling, it's hard |
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To keep from mumbling aloud. |
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Can't shake the feeling that you'll |
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Be coming home in a shroud. |
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It's just a dumb vacation, but you |
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Can't give it up, you're too proud. |
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Think you'll have a drink so that you |
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Can face this feeling of doubt. |
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Then, the plane takes off: |
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And everything is A-ok! |
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Sun is shining, hey! |
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Something buckles in the wing! |
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People start to pray and sing. |
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That's when you begin to think |
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That you were right about them bad vibes. |
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People are screaming, it's hard |
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To hear the stewardesses lie. |
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Stomach stops rumbling, mouth |
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Becomes incredibly dry. |
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It takes a while to fall, so you might |
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Have time to learn how to fly. |
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Fly! |
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Things are getting dark, so you're staring |
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Into gravity's maw. |
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Trying to think of ways to transcend |
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Thermodynamic law. |
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Plane is moving crazy, it's being |
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Tossed around by a paw. |
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It's hard to do much breathing, your throat |
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Is getting tighter and raw. |
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Then, the plane takes off: |
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And everything is A-ok! |
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Sun is shining, hey! |
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Something buckles in the wing! |
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People start to pray and sing. |
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That's when you begin to think |
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That you were right about them bad vibes. |