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nick weaver - terminal 3 كلمات الأغنية

hook (brianna falcone):
i soared, i flew
i put my whole heart over you
and this flight’s, too long
and when i touch down, there’s no more…

terminal 3/you took everything from me/expensive flights, 500 dollar plane seats/to go see somone that was always gonna leave/in the hometown that i never see, except in my dreams/pocketful of fear, fistful of receipts/80 dollar airport tabs, grittin on my t–th/grippin these sh-tty drinks sittin’ admist defeat/and wishin the theme i picked was different than the week/12 dollars each day to park in lot c/ithe city that never gives, and never lets you sleep/400 h-rns beep, even at 1am/i’m back with panic attack and a valium/i crush it in my makers, and i’m shaking at the thought of flight/scared at the touch i might lose at first sight/when i lift the love of my life up in my arms/buckled up with these bunched white knuckles on my palms, takin off…

i soared, i flew
i put my whole heart over you
and this flight’s, too long
and when i touch down, there’s no more…

50 total flights, 2 hours each way/50% of the time ends with “please stay”/heart pacing like 10 times faster now/breathing like my nervous -ss has got asthma now/i’m lettin’ it p-ss me now/i’m looking at the stewardess/admist a pool of mixed drinks and prescribed influences/they asking me to move cuz i’m in the wrong seat/i might not make to you terminal 3/but i dropped love off at you, left love with you/picked love up from you, let love slip through/and i can’t even get to the flight delays/i was one life away/just not in the right state/and for every mile i make you were always there ready/reminding what i left to get where i’m getting/so hold steady, i swear the plane’s is goin’ down/and even if it ain’t i’mma still smash in the ground, singin’…

i soared, i flew
i put my whole heart over you
and this flight’s, too long
and when i touch down, there’s no more…

midnight drunk drives home, 6 baggage checks/eyes wide under fluorescence, 8 cigarettes/all bummed from strangers while i’m waitin on the bench/15 minutes on the shuttle, did it get in yet?/im driving towards the coast, in tears that weren’t mine/sorry terminal 3, you’ll never see me cry/you can take my mind, my liver, my lungs, my soul/you can drain my pockets fill my heart and wallet up with holes/you can take it all, but you can’t have that/but just reminders of which i don’t get the past back/it’s a flashback, nostalgia on this curb/i turn, hear my sh-tty civic pulling up in third/i’m sure that it’s her, but the second that she turns/i accel past you as the taxi cabs swerve/never see you again/the way i saw it then/i hate you terminal 3, my old best friend…

i soared, i flew
i put my whole heart over you
and this flight’s, too long
and when i touch down, there’s no more…

- nick weaver

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