Album: Hell Or High Water
Track: Airplanes
Artist(s): Confession
Release: 2010
Pen Bleed Publishing (ASCAP)


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Verse1:
(Cuz I could really use a wish)
That there wasn’t a problem I couldn’t fix_
And I could make the stress you feel like it didn’t exist_
But shit, I am only a person simple as this_
How can I carry this burden a city couldn’t lift_
Its like I’m breathin but all I could feel is the weight_
Of tryna figure out if I just correct the mistake_
Is it me_ could I have done something differently
Or is it something bigger pulling the string of infinity
It’s killin me to see the bigger me give in to shit
And see the synergy dwindling is it into me to intervene_
I look for the courage to face it, but face facts
I ain’t looking forward to fallin down on my face flat_
Everybody looking to me like I ain’t tryin
But I ain’t lyin, I’m scared and I’m feelin kinda tired
Of runnin in circles like a tire iron; its like I’m dyin
For air_ and when I look in the air that’s when I see. . . .

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Verse2:
(Cuz I could really use a wish)
That I really didn’t have to deal with this;
When I’m feeling pissed, this is about as real as it gets_
How can I make a move when I am knee deep in the shit_
Sometimes I feel like I just wanna pretend I’m a kid_
Its difficult living with a scratch that you couldn’t itch
Itch you couldn’t scratch; it’s a crooked fact, never looking back_
I feel like everybody’s eyes on me
Looking for me to fail; brush it off like I don’t see_
I feel like hell, brittle and frail; ship with no sail
And I am driftin . . . call me the misfit
I wish that I had a genie to gimme three wishes
But all I got is a pocket with nothing but some lint (in it)
I’m sick of this feelin like life is so fuckin ridiculous
But if I had a wish, I would wish that I could get rid of this
Runnin in circles like a tire iron; its like I’m dyin
For air_ and when I look in the air that’s when I see. . . .

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