Narrative - Black Box

I'm falling apart at the seams
Who could love a wreck like me?
Plane crash
Falling down
How does it feel when you hit the ground from 30,000 feet?
It couldn't be worse than how I feel lately

I was riding the high of freedom
Spread my wings to learn to fly
Like a bird of prey
Everything is mine for the taking
Black box
Tell where I went wrong
Tell me where I messed up
Tell me how to put myself back together
I've been falling apart too much

And you'll see
I keep drifting off to sleep while I'm sat at the driver's seat
Highway 3 damaged me
A new insecurity
That's how I feel lately

Written by:
Parker Eberle

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