We Are Pilots lyrics
Holding close my secrets
Naked broken pieces
-from the madness in what you do
The fingers point right back at you
What about my problems?
The people try to solve them
I guess I'm under the weather...
Since no one else belongs here, with me
Hello mother,
Some news for you
I'm really not that crazy.
Hello father,
I'm curious?
Why you think
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