Pilot

You just wanna strip me
Off of who I am
Divide me into pieces
And then you can decide
What it is you want
A heart or mind or funk
If it's all the same to you
I'll choose instead

It's a close race, close race
You're pushing the buttons now
As fast as you can
Close race, close race
But now it's time to understand
I'll leave you, leave you

Stranded here
A pilot with no plane
My parachute will open
While yours will fail
And it doesn't really matter
If you crash helmet is on
I'll just light another
Of your cigarettes
And the ghosts that haunt this house
Will slowly fade away

It's a close race, close race
You're pushing the buttons now
As fast as you can
Close race, close race
But now it's time to understand
I'll leave you, leave you
Stranded here
A pilot with no plane

A pilot, a pilot
A pilot, a pilot
A pilot, a pilot
With no plane