Текст песни JANE AIR - Самолёт

I hate waking up dead in the morning.
A long jump in a cold bath
I did not open the parachute, I'm flying down
I fly to you, I fly to you, I fly

I'm about to tear the tiles floor to pieces
Millions of fragments, thousands of faces
Leaking through my hands, I'm flying down
I fly to you, I fly to you, I fly

Were spreading my reflection behind the glass
Looks out the window, begs into the house
Do not kiss me for the night, not with a hand after
Look at me, I'm no more
I'm no more, I'm no more, I'm no more
No!!

The sky above,
The sky under,
Aircraft
I am an airplane