From the album: true north, released 11.14.2000 Interscope records/farmclub.com
I learned to fly So you You ran to find the gun To shoot me down Before I got too high cause you could not stand To stand alone in the long line For your wild ride - it requires Two lost souls per seat At least five foot five
Chorus: --and I dont wanna go For a ride Down to miseryland Trapped with you By my side Down in miseryland
Up in the air you wave Two tickets for my Utter amusement You possess An express pass to unhappiness That makes you feel alive?
And I dont have a place any more Down in miseryland Trapped with you forever more Is not what I have planned So take a seat By yourself And wait to fall a hundred stories
Better hold on tight Hands in--side the ride And dont for get to breathe
-and I dont wanna go For a ride Down to miseryland Trapped with you By my side Down in misery Have a place any more Down in misery Down in miseryland
I learned to fly But you are still shooting the sky Still shooting
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