SYSTEM OF A DOWN - Jet Pilot lyrics

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Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot<br>One that smiled when he flew over the bay<br>Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot<br>One that smiled when he flew over the bay<br>My horse is a shackled old man<br>His, his remorse, was that he couldn't survey<br>The skes, right before<br>Right before they went gray<br>My horse and my remorse<br>Flying over a great bay<br>Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot<br>One that smiled when he flew over the bay<br>Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot<br>One that smiled when he flew over the bay<br>My source is the source of all creation<br>Her, discourse, is that we all don't survey<br>The skies, right before<br>Right before they go gray<br>My source, and my remorse<br>Flying over a great bay<br>Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot<br>One that smiled when he flew over the bay<br>Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot<br>One that smiled when he flew over the bay<br>Where were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot<br>One that smiled when he flew over the bay<br>Where were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot<br>One that smiled when he flew over the bay<br>Where were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot<br>One that smiled when he flew over the bay<br>Where were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot<br>One that smiled when he flew over the bay<br>Where were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot<br>One that smiled when he flew over the bay<br>Where were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot<br>One that smiled when he flew over the bay