Tekster: No Use For A Name. Keep Them Confused. Black Box.

Up here sedated in my seat,
Can't wait until i can see my feet
And run away from stupid things i've said
I'll be here a few days from now,
We'll talk about it when i come down
If we make it this time, I'll clean the stain i've bled

Our worlds collide in new beginnings
It's an emergency permission to bail out
So when the heart crash lands,
What memories will survive?
I thank my black box that i'm alive

I feel unlucky today, can't wash the panic off my face

Didn't learn a thing from the last time
I'ts so selfish to be so confused,
Heart beats like rapid fire
So close to the edge but far away in mind

Two days to go until i see you
Looks like we can call the ambulance down there
My head is touching down i've learned to be afraid
I thank my black box that you're the same