Songtexte PAPER PLANES - ASTA

Waking up in plain daylight, no consecrated desk in sight
Moma said, "use your head or watch time pass you by"
But I'm rewriting my own blueprint instead of some old tried lie
Promised I'd pull us up, spare us the crash if I try
Voicemails full with broken promises, jet trails in the sky
I'm shuffling through my beat-up mind, measuring how hard to fly

My breath is shaky like unread texts-heavy with intent
Chasing echoes of a dream I still can't reinvent

These paper planes fall, but I'm learning how to aim
From living off scraps, to lighting up my own flame
Yeah, Maybe I'm fragile, but I won't burn the same
All These paper planes fall, but I'm learning how to aim

No cap no gown, I walked away from safety nets
Traded comfort for cold sweats and restless dreams unmet
Every heartbeat's a lyric, each breath's an honest bet
Spoke words out the mouth thinking I'd never forget
Truth spills like ink unfiltered, untrimmed
I wear my fear like a mo'fuckin medal on a worn‑out limb
Folded wings don't mean no flight
Paper crumbles still holds tight
Still, I cast them into night
Hoping one hits my kind of light

These paper planes fall, but I'm learning how to aim
From living off scraps, to lighting up my own flame
Yeah, Maybe I'm fragile, but I won't burn the same
All These paper planes fall, but I'm learning how to aim