Airplane Pt2
A strange kid
sang as if he’s breathing, liked to be anywhere, wanted to do music.
Singing was the
only thing that made his heart beat.
He walked a path
that was only one…
It’s not easy,
failure and despair.
Someone stopped
me and said to me when I was tired,
You’re a singing
star, you’re a singing star, but I see no star…
A few years has
passed (we still)
Sky high, sky
fly, sky dope (we still)
Same try, same
scar, same work (we still)
Wherever in the
world we go (we still) work in hotel rooms.
(I still) do so
well one day and fail horribly the next day.
(I still) what
should we live with today, are we not Kim Nam-Joon, RM?
I’m 25, and still
don’t know how to live a good life, so we just go today.
We goin’ from NY
to Cali, London to Paris,
Wherever we go,
that place is a party.
El Mariachi, El
Mariachi, El Mariachi…
We goin’ from
Tokyo, Italy, Hong Kong to Brazil,
I will sing
anywhere in the world.
El Mariachi, El
Mariachi, El Mariachi, El Mariachi…
On the clouds,
every day on the clouds, every day.
On the clouds my
feel, on the clouds check it.
Chemistry with
the clouds, all day with the clouds.
Fun riding the
clouds, looking at the clouds and fade in, you don’t know maybe.
Because of flying
for a few years, I’ve got a few hundred thousand in mileage.
I will console
those of you who didn’t make it,
I will give you a
gift with the points.
Love airplane
mode, turn off my attention, no matter what anyone says.
Just keep
guarding what’s the first,
I’ll look at the
night sky now as I keep my place.
I don’t know, I
don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know…
Yeah, how to
stop.
I don’t know, I
don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know…
Yeah, how to
breathe.
I don’t know, I
don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know…
How to fail.
I don’t know, I
don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know…
Going on TV and
being cute about how much money I’ve got, I’m fed up.
My passport is
about to die from overworking.
You’re the ones
who got benefits from the media hahaha.
Hey, hey, you’re
better at playing celebrities,
We’re still the
same as we were then, woo!
We goin’ from
Mexico City, London to Paris,
Wherever we go,
that place is a party.
El Mariachi, El
Mariachi, El Mariachi…
We goin’ from
Tokyo, Italy, Hong Kong to Brazil,
I will sing
anywhere in the world.
El Mariachi, El
Mariachi, El Mariachi, El Mariachi…
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