I think my day back up in my flat   I don’t want a second to reveal   full of regret, full of average   I stunned my mind so I don’t feel      a plane jet, hijacked, forcing it to fly back   oil check, damage, widescreen breaking news   engine roaring, passenger unboarding   a million feet high pilots without use      and now I am…      free    whatever happens   whatever may be   I’m free    under the statue   for you to see      phone attack, leave a message   you wouldn’t hear me anyway   I feel homeless and all my luggage   is already on the way      plane crash, test track   no matter if we come back   mistake, breathtake, relatives in hope   oxygen gas masks   don’t forget your seatbelts   prayers, players, all their souls are sold