| Shit and I ain’t slept, in a month of Sundays
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| Still I’m wide awake as we coast out on the runway
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| And now the captain says I’m number one for take off
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| But Timmy I’m too weak all this starvin led to weight loss
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| Fear turns to adrenaline as life accelerates
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| I’m headed to my destiny, how long you guess it takes — to get there?
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| The in flight movie today is Gladiator
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| But I can’t afford the headphones, it’s cool, I’ll catch it later
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| I’m cramped between two dudes, one from each coast
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| Yet we all agree a safe flight is what we need most
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| Hey stewardess, I can’t handle all this turbulence
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| The ride’s gettin bumpy and that shit don’t help my nervousness
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| Now they fin’to serve the meal, I think I’ll go with steak
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| Every fuckin choice is crucial and we all know the breaks, in this game
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| I barely even noticed but we covered every state
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| Plus I’m slowly turnin from feather to heavyweight — it’s about time
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| I need to take a piss but I’m still scared to get up Please Lord protect those up in this air with us The captain just started our approach into the sunset
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| I’ve flown a million miles but the shit still ain’t fun yet
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| When this journey is complete, you’ll know by my reaction
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| Tears of jubilation as I’m landin back in Athens — thank you Lord |