Once Upon a Parachute
Chute, Shoot!
Where's life taking me?
Above, below, I'm not even half of what I could be...
Their expectations rise above the cloth pulling me slowly
Dragged down by the weight up all those below me
Hot hot hot, my motivation is on fire
Up up up I want to go, why can't I get any higher?
Oh wait, the strap's in my hands
It's really up to me
Pull the cord and down I go
Down into the sea
Or up, up, up to my dreams
Oh wait, the strap's in my hands
It's really up to me.
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