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Dec 11, 2006 00:33

It happened then, it happens now.
They let you in, they let you down.
And it feels like we can't get it out
and it feels like hell.

I think I'm safer in an airplane...
I think I'm safer with my lungs full of smoke.
I think I'm safer on the jetway than a world without hope.

The day came in, the day went out.
Not a bit of peace was spoken about.
And it feels like a suicidal world
and it feels like hell.

I think I'm safer in an airplane...
I think I'm safer if I run through the streets.
I think I'm safer on the jetway than a world without peace.

Oh, what arms will stretch out when they've had enough...
And they're tired of holding up arms...

I think I'm safer on an airplane...
I think I'm safer in the sky up above.
I think I'm safer on the jetway than a world without love...
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