I don’t trust the helicopter
Flying overhead
Imagine if they crashed
Everyone’d be dead
I don’t trust the mighty military plane
Tha’ eventually they’ll not sky fall
Those scary thunderous engines
Destined one day to stall
exclusive_reclusive
I don’t trust the helicopter
Flying overhead
Imagine if they crashed
Everyone’d be dead
I don’t trust the mighty military plane
Tha’ eventually they’ll not sky fall
Those scary thunderous engines
Destined one day to stall
Metanoia Paranoia
You know those days when you feel hyper sensitive
and everything that goes consecutively wrong feels like a super negative
when your angel turns to say, having taken on the interrogative
“Believe me, no-one’s looking at you for any more seconds than their attention can handle; life is all just relative.”