Lyrics Airplane Mode - Brandyn Burnette

Airplane Mode

Thinking that I might go off the road
Hit the breaks let it hydro plane
But it don’t really rain out here in LA
Where every day feels the same
There’s something in the air making me a little psycho
What the hell do I know?
Stay high as a kite
Moonwalking on a tight rope
I’m sorry I’m not answering my iPhone
Wish I could put my life on airplane mode
I should block you for a minute
Just to find out how it feels
I should ghost you for a little
Just so you know that it’s real
I should get a different number
And tell everyone but you
You were all I ver knew
I’m thinking that I might go off the grid
Go liv where nobody is
Way off the map far away from the apps
I’m tired of saying cheese when it’s just a mouse trap
Chasing all this clout like a couple house cats
My eyes are getting irritated from the contacts
I’ve been out of reach I might never come back
I might never come back
I might never go back