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air traffic control
i'm coming down
was waiting on your word
flying round and round
this may not be
the best timing
but the heavens are full
and i need the ground
air traffic control
if you were in my place
if you could feel my wings
you too would fall from grace
so blessings or not
i'm coming down
the heavens are full
and i need the ground
take off your oxygen masks
and your life jackets please
there'll be only pain
if you survive the seas
kiss your neighbor goodbye
let go of your seats
let go of your seats
empty promises
false words that you said
come tumbling down
from bins overhead
limbs broken and scarred
hearts opened and marred
to find who we are
they'll dismember our bones
and take us apart
take us apart
take us apart
take us apart
let go of your seats
let go of your seats
air traffic control
i'm coming down
the heavens are full
and i need the ground