Lyrics Wheaton Calling - Burning Airlines

Wheaton Calling

Planted in the sweet spot for the sound
That keeps us sleeping safe 'til dawn
You fit yourself for cracks to slip into
I fit myself for exits and I’m gone
Repeat times ten
We’re happy again
Sinking where you lay
Window, envelopes, and monotone
Claim your prize it’s overdue
It takes a nerve to claim the intellect;
To crane your neck out of a cushioned tomb
Repeat times ten
We’re happy again
Sinking where you lay
Fix in position and purchase
Submerging insurgents inaudible
Permanent grip from the inside
We’re the wrong side
Fix our position and purchase
Submerging insurgents inaudible
Permanent grip from the inside
We’re the wrong side
Repeat times ten
We’re happy again
Sinking where you lay
Repeat times ten
We’re happy again
Sinking where you lay
Happy again
Happy again
Happy again