Overboard Songtext
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Al the good things hadn′t made sense in a long time
Every day, cut away
You find yourself searching for it

The wings that he made, to save you from crete
Yeah, he made time
Never looking back
Never could give a damn of where you've been
When it was time, you didn′t take much convincing

You flew
Through the window
And god, I know
How good it felt to be someone else
But you couldn't take it
How could you be so complacent
All this wax and string
And melted beans
You went down

Down

You went down


Free as a bird, you wanted to be like them
Ceci n'est pas une pipe
Desire was not you′re friend
He warned you
But you didn′t listen then
Look at that view
Hot ash settled in the sand

Watched you fumble for the reigns
Lamenting every second of your quinze of fame
You called his name
But you only has yourself to blame

You flew
Through the window
And god, I know
How good it felt to be someone else
But you couldn't take it
How could you be so complacent
All this wax and string
And melted beans
You went down

Down

You went down

You flew
Through the window
And god, I know
How good it felt to be someone else