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Texty: Cold War Kids. Mine Is Yours. Flying Upside Down.

All that happens now
Is not some glorious accident
All that matters now
As you ignore and I pretend

This plane's flyin' upside down
The steering wheel is stuck
But I'm turning us around
We will see that sky above

Ambition and
She looks good on you tonight
She holds your hand and runs
Your lungs are burning bright

Morning comes
Like it almost always does
You wanna hold her but
You know you can't keep up

This plane's flyin' upside down
And this how I ask for help
By pulling the fire alarm
And blocking your exit

We argue like
Two kids that can't share toys
I swing at you with words
Sharper than any swords

You come back
With a trap so good, it hurts
You say, "I will never leave
You know, no matter what"

All that happens now
Is not some glorious accident
All that matters now
As you ignore and I pretend

I'm shocked when I light the candle
And then I go outside
I can't barely see my hand so
I need you to come and hose down me
It's alright, flying upside down

The steering wheel is stuck
But I'm turning us around
We'll see that sky above
And let go of all that I know
And let go of all that I know

I can't storm this crazy game show
They won't make or break the whole world

Flying upside down
Flying upside down
Flying upside down
Flying upside down