In a bright, white aeroplane
Tapping your fingers on a windowpane
In your seat like a black statue
You wish you wasn't but you is aren't you
And his mind game corners you
You thought it was a lie
But you made it the truth
In your seat like a black statue
You wish you wasn't but you is aren't you?
Hell, heaven
Leave it to the men with the weapons
I've been wasting time trying to decide
You've got no choice you've got to stay
And the clouds are turning into your mothers face
In your seat like a white statue
You wish you wasn't but you is aren't you
And you relieve her of her veil
What happened to you next you couldn't tell
In your seat like a white statue
You wish you wasn't but you is aren't you?
Hell, heaven
Leave it to the men with the weapons
I've been wasting time trying to decide
Writer(s): Alex Cooper, Jeremy Maccuish, Louis-david Jackson
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