Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Touch Down, Pt. I, artist - AllttA. Album song The Upper Hand, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 16.02.2017
Record label: On And On
Song language: English
Touch Down, Pt. I |
I said, «If I make it to Rome, dear God, don’t forsake me» |
I’m proud, but I’m aching |
I look at the ground and I’m shaking |
I gave you the crown I was making |
I hang in the clouds and I’m waiting |
'Til they come around and they make me |
Pull up my tray and my seat back |
Safety is key and I see that anxiety needs that |
This is Sobrieties feedback |
I’m high off the day she hit me back |
And told me that she liked my words |
(Told me that she liked my words) |
She recites Amelie, seems like their hers |
('Cites Amelie, seems like their hers) |
She’s an anomaly, easy for her |
('Nomaly, easy for her) |
She said she’s fond of me, I’m feeling honesty |
I’m feeling honor she even responds to me |
I’m floating by your side |
On a paper plane I ride |
And we touched down |
Feel her in spirit and mind and biology |
Feel her in all of me, now I see |
All of these years I was lonely, in fear of monogamy |
Hear my philosophy: nobody’s stranded |
(Nobody's property, nobody’s branded) |
I don’t know Socrates, so my apologies |
Thought love was not for me and my abandonment issues |
A tissue, I will not be handed |
Though I’ve been missing you since I was handed |
To mama, no armor, see, I’m a new breed of the Adam |
And If you knew what I mean, I am adamant |
I can be seen flying dragons |
(Through all that is real and imagined) |
See me in panic through volcanic ash, forty hours of travel |
Thank God that we landed, thank God that we landed |
And it’s crazy to think we ain’t touched, wow |
I’m floating by your side |
On a paper plane I ride |
And we touched down |
We touched down |
We touched down |
We touched down, yeah |
We said that we’d meet up at baggage |
(Said we would leave out the baggage) |
Check the TV for her status, my head for her beauty |
And now she got me feeling average |
I guess it’s true that we all need a hand with them |
My psychologist told me to manage them |
For a man of my age, I must get it together |
You get it? |
Man, age, manage them, forget it |
I’m floating by your side |
On a paper boat I ride |
And we touched down |
We touched down |
We touched down |
We touched down, yeah |
(I'm floating) |
My problem is I need attention |
(On a paper plane) |
I tried to solve it as most do with mentions |
Mentions of grandeur and/or candor |
And did I mention that I’m a musician? |
(Did I mention that I’m a musician?) |
(Did I mention that I’m a musician?) |
Sending songs over water like pigeons |
Or was it pigs to the slaughter? |
I’m guessing |
Before you were here, these were just prayers in the dark |
So dark, I thought no one was listening |
But there you were listening |
Two parts in a pair that met in the air |
The Arc de Triomphe, I’m envisioning |
(Thank God that we never cut pigeon wings) |
We never cut pigeon wings |
I’m floating by your side |
On a paper plane I ride |
And we touched down |
We touched down |
We touched down |
We touched down, yeah |
I’m floating by your side |
On a paper plane I ride |
And we touched down |
We touched down |
We touched down |
We touched down, yeah |
I’m floating |
On a paper plane |
And we touched down |