| Oh, that ass, it was so first class
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| She was my co-pilot with a mile high swag
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| We would smoke all night just flying high like that
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| (Smoke, smoke all night just flying high like, high like)
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| I needed her, I knew she needed me
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| If we fly this thing, it’s gonna take two people
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| But the storm came fast, got a little rocky
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| The oxygen masks from the ceiling, they were dropping
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| We started to fall right out the sky without a warning call
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| We started to fall, no parachute
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| So we had no time to call for mayday, mayday
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| We booked two tickets down to paradise
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| One last flight tryna make it right
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| But that’s when the rain came, that’s when the pain came
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| Were never ever gonna make it fly
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| We booked two tickets down to paradise
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| One last flight tryna make it right
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| But love came like a hurricane and we were just a paper plane
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| I know we tried to fly away, yeah
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| But we were just a paper plane
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| It’s funny how things end up, it’s funny how we break it off
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| Relationships they nose dive while one’s career is taking off
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| Publishing checks and fake smiles as I see my dad
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| My pockets getting filled, but really, emptiness is all I have
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| We crash, and now there’s spare parts
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| Bandages, and bad scars
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| We’re trying to mend broke Amelia Earharts
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| And keep trying to fly on, fly on, fly on
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| But I’m missing my right wing, my right arm, and that’s you
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| We started to fall right out the sky without a warning call
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| We started to fall, no parachute
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| So we had no time to call for mayday, mayday
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| We booked two tickets down to paradise
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| One last flight tryna make it right
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| But that’s when the rain came, that’s when the pain came
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| Were never ever gonna make it fly
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| We booked two tickets down to paradise
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| One last flight tryna make it right
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| But love came like a hurricane and we were just a paper plane
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| I know we tried to fly away, yeah
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| But we were just a paper plane |