747

No matter how many minutes we spend on spend'n
No matter how many pennies we keep on spending
How many women that been the seed'n
How many villains God will make winning
How many checks you keep on paying
How many games we keep on playing
Just to convince ourselves though we're okay
Time we keep moving along either way

Maybe Time is just a 747 plane
With no pilot x2
Maybe we should fly with it anyway
Whether it goes higher or just falls

Time is just money that we keep on spending
Pennies for thoughts about how we'll be living
Dollars on dreams that we see as impending
Depending on where our flight is really landing

Time is just money that we keep on wasting
Quarters and kush lit up down in the basement
Tons of these women we keep spending time with
All this shit comes with a ticket to ride with

Maybe Time is just a 747 plane
With no pilot
With no pilot
Maybe we should fly with it anyway
Whether it goes higher or just falls

[Jon Waltz]
I've seen the circle of life
Rebirth and hearst in the spite
Need deserts in these perfect verses
Go to church in despite
[?]

So faded in this permanent life
This is permanent life
So I'm straight like a perm
But this is urgent I'm squirming
You yearning for hatred and burns
Its pretty orange outside
When I'm wide on happiness
They seem to mourn this time
It's today that they're laughing
Not a torn this time
He and the gun are clapping like a beat produces your shout
While a singer sit in that gasp and he's actually quite pale while his body turns into a cast
But the news arrives on the spot and they got the story right after
Nine lives taken from the caps on the block
And they thought they were square but on the caps on the lock
Now they screaming, they hated when the video leaks
Its the kiss of death and the rest seeing the mistletoe bleak

Maybe Time is just a 747 plane
With no pilot x2
Maybe we should fly with it anyway
Whether it goes higher or just falls