Casper Iskov - Flights lyrics

rate me

I can't seem to reach your face

It's a permanent specticue wonder

So why do you reach out for another man's words?

You'll go meet me in the rain or under

You could if your weren't in a damn curse

These paper-smiles

And flashing new lands

You found hell and put it into words

Don't compare to what I can't

Because I can't do nothing

I can't do anything

I can't do nothing

These flights are taken over me

These flights

These flights<br />

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Thanks to Jukum