Get A Grip

Flying straight into the end of everything that matters

One way ticket to revelation
Get yourself to embarkation gate n. 29
By about a quarter to five
Well, it's a final call for those who hold
A birthday card from 6 years old
And memories that don't blink
When you look 'em in the eye

Flying straight into the end of everything that matters
Just get a grip, cos if you slip
There's no more room for stragglers

See... Get buckled into it
Yeah, you're alive
It's just a little turbulence
But anyway
What's the difference
Nobody's gonna survive

Flying straight into the end of everything that matters
Get a grip, cos if you slip
There's no more room for stragglers

Into the ether we slide
Long white clouds flying outside
Control will slowly subside
And you will close your eyes
And then you're back in the sequence
Of every misaligned heartbeat
It's every man for himself
Hey, is that a parachute?
Can I use it?

Flying straight into the end of everything that matters
Just get a grip, cos if you slip
There's no more room for stragglers



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