It’s the firing line again
And I’m waiting in the blind fold
Every feeling has been erased
And I’m floating on the wind of despair
There’s a fine line between us Like a mountain and a land slide
I’m way up in the clouds
And I’m never coming down
Weightless, nothing to hold me down
Weightless and it’s cold in space
space, space, space, space, space
Weightless now
I’m weightless now
In the firing line again
It’s no different from the last time
I’m falling from the sky
And things will never be the same
Weightless, nothing to hold me down
Weightless and it’s cold in space
space, space, space
Falling from the sky
So cold. so cold
Weightless now
Weightless, nothing to hold me down
Weightless and it’s cold in space
Weightless, feeling weightless now. weightless now
So weightless now. falling from the sky, weightless now
Falling from the sky