Texty: Halfcocked. Touch Down.

I give in to the thrill of the moment
Wash it down with the pills that I'm holding
Just to numb all the thoughts that are coming up
When I'm across from you
And I don't want to be here
But instead of just taking hold
I think I'll just let go
And watch it alla?¦
Woah, if we could just touch down
I look back at the place that I've chosen
I regret all the heart that I've frozen
All that's left is a hateful eye that cannot
Get you out of view
And I don't want to be here
But instead of just taking hold

I think I'll just let go
And watch it alla?¦
Woah, if we could just touch down
And I don't want to be here
But instead of just taking hold
I think I'll just let go
And watch it alla?¦
Woah, if we could just touch down