lyrics
Verse 1
It starts with desire,
(the) lightbulbs and fire.
It all comes together.
Like minds are inspired.
Not fearing anything.
Like you got nothing left to lose.
(It’s)Taking a turn and its all for the ruin.
Inspired becomes convoluted and stupid.
Not feeling anything.
Like you’ve been locked out in the cold.
Chorus
“Write, write, write!
My favorite pass-time.
Eyes, Eyes, Eyes!
I’m seeing dollar signs.
Fly fly fly!
But I’m not a pilot.
This plane’s going down,
and I can’t wait to show you the ground.”
Verse 2
You’re Not getting younger.
Don’t sit back and wonder,
allowing your heart to be run through a filter.
Who are you anyway?
Don’t you have any more to say?
Forget preparation,
you don’t need foundation.
All heart is lost surveying situations.
Who are they anyway?
What are you so afraid to say?
Chorus
“Write, write, write!
My favorite pass-time.
Eyes, Eyes, Eyes!
I’m seeing dollar signs.
Fly fly fly!
But I’m not a pilot.
This plane’s going down,
and I can’t wait to show you the ground.”
Bridge
(Ground)
Chorus
“Write, write, write!
My favorite pass-time.
Eyes, Eyes, Eyes!
I’m seeing dollar signs.
Fly fly fly!
But I’m not a pilot.
This plane’s going down,
and I can’t wait to show you the ground.”
Lies! Lies! Lies! Lies! Lies!
Lies! Lies! Lies! Lies! Lies!
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