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Up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane, yeah, it's a plane
I'm not afraid to fly, I'm not afraid
Yeah, I guess I'm afraid
Fear's a good thing, it teaches us humility
And it can keep us sane
So I fly high if I have to
If I could, I'd take the train
Living away from home, on the road all the time, all, all the time
Driving up and down and back and forth, no reason or rhyme
Yeah, you guessed right
Makes a grown man confront his fears, consider options
He'd normally decline
I'm gonna buy my ticket to fly, I'm gonna fly
I'm gonna fly
Strap me in, tie me down, and roll me a bone
I'm getting on an airplane and I'm flying home
Strap me in, tie me down, I'm learning to fly
Drive across the country, I get too fucking high
(Too fucking high) I don't wanna die
(Too fucking high) Too fucking high
(Too fucking high) Too fucking high
(Too fucking high) Yeah, yeah
Yeah, they fly me so high, twenty, thirty thousand
That's pretty high
When they take off, my chest sinks, my ears pop, I pray, I lie
I think about the network news to torture myself
And to pass the time
Hear 'em tell that my seat cushion is a flotation device
And pray to God they ain't lying
Strap me in, tie me down, and roll me a bone
I'm getting on an airplane and I'm flying home
Strap me in, tie me down, I'm learning to fly
Drive across the country, I get too fucking high
(Too fucking high) I don't wanna die
(Too fucking high) Too fucking high
(Too fucking high) Too fucking high
(Too fucking high) Yeah, yeah
Too fucking high
(I don't wanna die)
Too fucking high
(Too fucking high)
Too fucking high
(Too fucking high)
Too fucking high
(Too fucking high, high, high)
Too fucking high
(High, high)
Too fucking high
Yeah
Too fucking high