Flyover State - Intellectual

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9 to 5 and 5 to 9, feeling like a factory line

I've been spending my all nights wasted and wasting my prime

It ain't hard to see how someone ends up on the street they were born

Days turn to nights and the years wash away in the storm

And I, oh, I

I look around and this life ain't mine

I'm in the back seat watching the world pass me by

Wanna get my head up above the tree line

But I'm stuck in a flyover state of mind

And all the lies that I was told in the halls of Catholic school

They say you're only gonna burn your soul if you don't follow the rules

And maybe I should pick the lock on these invisible chains

Blame it on my family, but maybе I'm just one and the same

And I, oh, I

Can't go on this way

I look around and this lifе ain't mine

I'm in the back seat watching the world pass me by

Wanna get my head up above the tree line

But I'm stuck in a flyover state of mind

I'm in a flyover, I'm in a flyover

I look around and this life ain't mine

I'm in the back seat watching the world pass me by

Wanna get my head up above the tree line

But I'm stuck in a flyover state of mind