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pilot to base.
flight 13 is falling fast.
we've lost power and I don't know how much longer we will last
and won't it be a beautiful sight.
a single streak of fire moving across the amber sky knowing I'm in side.
chances are I won't survive
and when they find this black box in the sea
I hope they see its you not me
because they never "meant it anyway".
we're falling faster to the ground
and when we crash I hope it doesn't make a sound
because they never know "what to say"
and won't it be a beautiful sight.
a single streak of fire moving across the amber sky knowing I'm in side.
chances are I won't survive
you used to command this flight but now it's my turn
and I'm bringing her down fast.
there's 40 parachutes on this plane and you're number 41
and won't it be a beautiful sight.
a single streak of fire moving across the amber sky knowing I'm in side.
chances are I won't survive