You say you'll always know
This old hooded crow
We're spying on the thief
We're spying on the thief
It falls apart then breaks right off
Waking up the albatross
It's getting harder to say
Think we're starting to fade
Windows rattle again
Trapped with the businessmen
They might leave you here
You stole the last bookshelf
Kept it for yourself
Filled it up with new truth
Holding down the outer fort
Kind of feels like a last resort
God knows when they'll even come
God knows when they'll even come
And on the highway
Through our doomsday
Make it feel alright
Wheels spin over hills
Can't see past these landfills
Feels like a storm rolling in
Feels like strong polar wind
Wheels up this time around
Everyone's still looking down
Don't suppose you know how to land
Don't suppose you ever had a plan
Blame the Ending - Wheels Up Lyrics
Blame the Ending - Wheels Up Lyrics
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You say you'll always know
This old hooded crow
We're spying on the thief
We're spying on the thief
It falls apart then breaks right off
Waking up the albatross
It's getting harder to say
Think we're starting to fade
Windows rattle again
Trapped with the businessmen
They might leave you here
You stole the last bookshelf
Kept it for yourself
Filled it up with new truth
Holding down the outer fort
Kind of feels like a last resort
God knows when they'll even come
God knows when they'll even come
And on the highway
Through our doomsday
Make it feel alright
Wheels spin over hills
Can't see past these landfills
Feels like a storm rolling in
Feels like strong polar wind
Wheels up this time around
Everyone's still looking down
Don't suppose you know how to land
Don't suppose you ever had a plan
This old hooded crow
We're spying on the thief
We're spying on the thief
It falls apart then breaks right off
Waking up the albatross
It's getting harder to say
Think we're starting to fade
Windows rattle again
Trapped with the businessmen
They might leave you here
You stole the last bookshelf
Kept it for yourself
Filled it up with new truth
Holding down the outer fort
Kind of feels like a last resort
God knows when they'll even come
God knows when they'll even come
And on the highway
Through our doomsday
Make it feel alright
Wheels spin over hills
Can't see past these landfills
Feels like a storm rolling in
Feels like strong polar wind
Wheels up this time around
Everyone's still looking down
Don't suppose you know how to land
Don't suppose you ever had a plan
Writer: Paul Munson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid