Passenger's Hand

Sometimes the ventures can be sobering Ten thousand horror stories, awaiting you at the door Coldness, coldness cutting through the veins Myriad of questions, forever left to hang in the wind Stop by, make it known That you are afraid to go Do you feel the energy or are you heat resistant? Lately I've come to terms with the fact I need assistance Angels in my life gave me the signs, I never listened Grinded teeth, too much of sleep, downsides to growing distant It was always flowing in the blood of music I escaped with Raw material for any and all wordsmiths Too much fun for a solitary clown Feel the plane coming down All I've got's the faith That it will fly upwards again Too much fun for a solitary clown Feel the plane coming down All I've got's the faith That it will fly upwards again Soak in the raindrops from a pasture Grip the leaves so you don't fall to you master's knees 'Cause he foresees all your nosebleeds and every following red crimson sneeze When you feel an ant in the palm of your hand don't squeeze it Regain control together, I myself can't do it, I myself can't do it It's a path to accept that you can't be by yourself all the time And you can't expect to really hold the happiness hostage inside Too much fun for a solitary clown Feel the plane coming down All I've got's the faith That it will fly upwards again Too much fun for a solitary clown Feel the plane coming down All I've got's the faith That it will fly upwards again And I know that I cannot stop 'Till the music makes me pop Just wait 'till I make the drop 'Cause I play this shit nonstop I don't love her just for her butt I don't love her just for her smile I wanna be there through all the frowns She's beauty to all senses, this is just a sound I can't get crowned as a solitary clown Feel the plane coming down I'm gonna hold a passenger's hand I can't get crowned as a solitary clown Feel the plane coming down I'm gonna hold a passenger's hand