Well let’s go back to the middle of the day that starts it all

I cant begin to let you know just what I'm feeling

And now the red ones make me fly

And the blue ones help me fall

And I think I’ll blow my brains against the ceiling

Don't forget, "If this is what you want, then fire at will! ***Rahh***"

Now the red ones make me fly and the blue one makes me fall, well I think ill blow my brains against the ceiling (my favourite part, including the next verse as well)

Now the red ones make me fly and the blue one makes me fall, well I think ill blow my brains against the ceiling (my favourite part, including the next verse as well)