Permissible Indulgence, Lucas Grant and Oliver Grant - Party on an Airplane

Sunset, picturesque
We're going anywhere
Not up to me how fast or how slow
But really I don't care
Sitting between an old cattle rancher and a porn star
Feeling tired but I've still got five hours to go

Can't decide - too hot or too cold
I lose the sensory
Flashing signs, blinking lights
Crusin in an artery
I catch a vibe this crowd's got a different tone
We pick apart the rules and make it our own

It's back where we're at
I'm packed, good with that
cnd we know there's need for me to explain
Up high, late at night
Just us, colored lights
You and I, it's a party on an airplane

Turn the beat up once we go wheels up
In the cloudy lane
Catch the drink cart twice
Before it wants to float away

It's never enough to feel the freedom
Of flying high where no-one else can hear us
It's never enough to feel the freedom
Of flying high with the world beneath us

We race through the sky
cin't the time to be shy
Or else all this will be in vain
Up high, late at night
Just us, colored lights
You and I, it's a party on an airplane

It's a rager that grew
Owe it all to the crew
That never stopped bringing out champagne
Up high, late at night
Just us, colored lights
You and I, it's a party on an airplane

cnd now that we're friends
Found a place to descend
I know it all sounds insaneUp high, late at night
Just us, colored lights
You and I, it's a party on an airplane

Written by:
Oliver Grant, Lucas Grant

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