Thurz - Terminal 3 lyrics

rate me

I swerve, I flew, I put my whole heart over you

And this flight’s too long

And when I touch down there’s no one

Terminal 3 you took everything from me

Expensive flights, 500 dollars plane seats

To go see someone that was always gonna leave

In that home town I never see except in my dreams

Pocket full of fear, fistful of receipts

80 dollars airport tabs gritting on my teeth

Gripping these shitty drinks sitting amidst defeat

And wishing the theme I picked was different than the week

12 dollars each day to park in Lot C

The city that never gives and never lets you sleep

400 horns beep even at 1 AM, I’m back with a panic attack and Valium

I’m crushing at my makers and I’m shaking at the thought of flight

Scared of the touch I might lose at first sight

When I lift the love of my life up in my arms

Buckled up with these punched white knuckles in my palms

Taking off

I swerve, I flew, I put my whole heart over you

And this flight’s too long

And when I touch down there’s no one

50 total flights, 2 hours each way

50% of the time ends with “please, stay”

Heart pacing like ten times faster now

Breathing like my nervous ass got asthma now

I’m letting it pass me now, I’m looking at the steward

Who submits to pull a mix drinks and prescribed influences

They asking me to move ‘cause I’m in the wrong seat

I might not make it to you, terminal 3

But I drop love off at you, left love with you

Kick love off from you, let love slip through

And I can’t even get to the flight delays

I was one life away, just not in the right state

And for every mile I make you’re always there, ready

Reminding me what I left to get where I’m getting

So hold steady, I swear the plane’s going down

And even if it ain’t, I’ll still smash in the ground

Sing it

I swerve, I flew, I put my whole heart over you

And this flight’s too long

And when I touch down there’s no one

Midnight, drunk drive home, six baggage, checks

Eyes wide under fluorescence, cigarettes all burned from strangers

While I’m waiting on the bench, 15 minutes on the shuttle

Did they get him yet? I’m driving towards the coast in tears that ain’t mine

I’m sorry terminal 3, you’ll never see me cry

You can take my mind, my liver, my lungs, my soul

You can drain my pockets, fill my heart and while it up with hoes

You can take it all but you can’t have that

Just reminders of which of which I don’t get to past back

It’s a flashback, nostalgia on this curve

I turn, hear my shitty Civic holding up in third

I’m sure that it’s her but the second that she turns

I accel’ past you as the taxi cab swerve

Never see you again the way I say you then

I hate you terminal 3, my old best friend

I swerve, I flew, I put my whole heart over you

And this flight’s too long

And when I touch down there’s no one

There’s no one

I swerve, I flew, I put my whole heart over you

And this flight’s too long

And when I touch down there’s no one