Seatbelt sign
Mid flight
Pilot yelling sit down
Be still, stay quiet

Fireworks inside
Looking like a… all night

Hold my head, grip it tight
Next thing we’re falling through the night sky

We know our fate let’s not hesitate
I’m going out looking in your gaze
We know our fate isn’t it great
I’m going down looking in your gaze

Why us, why tonight?
We weren’t supposed to be on this damn flight.

Showed up late, missed our gate
The funniest thing that we call fate

Hold my head, grip it tight.
Next thing we’re falling through the night sky….

We know our fate let’s not hesitate
I’m going out looking in your gaze
We know our fate isn’t it great
I’m going down looking in your gaze