Fly away
I fly away into nothingness
I fly away where I belong
The devil really want me, he be chasing me
Every day around me, looking for an opening
But I don't wanna go to hell just yet
But I don't wanna go to hell just yet
The devil really want me, he be chasing me
Telling me the negativity all day
Give me a break, I wanna break
I need this break or else I'm gonna go away
Razor to this sharp, cutting my heart open
The devil, yeah, huh, yeah, he's a real surgeon
He be doing a good job, yeah I'm suffering
He be doing the best job, I'm in agony
I fly away into nothingness
I fly away to where I belong
I don't belong anywhere, it is fake
Everything I say is a lie, get used to it
The only place I'm honest is my music, get it right
The only place where I can tell you I just wanna die
Not just yet, not just yet
I got stories to tell, I got stories to listen to
Even I got hobbies, making my music is so fun
Making my music is so fun, also it's my therapy
It's a way of letting out my pain all my thoughts
That I carry every day Yeah, I carry them all day, yeah
It's a way to reorder the pain in my brain
And to prepare my mind to heal
I fly away into nothingness
I fly away where I belong
I fly away where I belong
The devil really want me, he be chasing me
Every day around me, looking for an opening
But I don't wanna go to hell just yet
But I don't wanna go to hell just yet
The devil really want me, he be chasing me
Telling me the negativity all day
Give me a break, I wanna break
I need this break or else I'm gonna go away
Razor to this sharp, cutting my heart open
The devil, yeah, huh, yeah, he's a real surgeon
He be doing a good job, yeah I'm suffering
He be doing the best job, I'm in agony
I fly away into nothingness
I fly away to where I belong
I don't belong anywhere, it is fake
Everything I say is a lie, get used to it
The only place I'm honest is my music, get it right
The only place where I can tell you I just wanna die
Not just yet, not just yet
I got stories to tell, I got stories to listen to
Even I got hobbies, making my music is so fun
Making my music is so fun, also it's my therapy
It's a way of letting out my pain all my thoughts
That I carry every day Yeah, I carry them all day, yeah
It's a way to reorder the pain in my brain
And to prepare my mind to heal
I fly away into nothingness
I fly away where I belong
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Tomasso
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