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I'm tired of waiting on a ship that won't leave shore



The water's bloody with the ones who came before


I bought my ticket, packed my bag

This flight is leaving, I've turned my back
I'm tired of knocking on a door that just won't budge
I'm locked out of the engine, it's a wheel that you have spun


But who's to say I don't have wings?
BUT WHO'S TO SAY I DON'T HAVE WINGS?