Mac Wetha – Fear Of Flying Lyrics

Fear Of Flying Lyrics

You’re listening to Mac Wetha

Planes falling out of the sky, people laughing and crying
You can do what you like
Dive a little deeper only this time, need to see what I find
Is there anything inside?
Gotta make it work this time
Gotta make it worth my time
Gotta make all my words rhyme, ah, ah

What if I reach and find nothing?
Palms open just to feel so-omething
I’m not gonna make the mistake
I’m not gonna make the mistake
I’m just gonna make it, gonna make it better

Eyes on me by the millions
Sober, but I’m tripping (Tripping)
Can’t say I’ve been comfy in my skin, I feel chameleon (True)
I got some permanent ways (Ways)
Ignoring what my therapist say (Say)
Afraid to dig deeper ’cause it’s so much cheaper
And I hate to see my soul on display
That man in the mirror
Gotta face that man in the mirror
I pray to God I see shit clearer
Until that day, it’s trial and error

Feeling content, feel like foreign lands
Grabbing my fate with some scissor hands
My plug is my middle man
From heaven to hell, but he know I don’t give a damn

What if I reach and find nothing?
Palms open just to feel so-omething
I’m not gonna make the mistake
I’m not gonna make the mistake
I’m just gonna make it, gonna make it better
Feeling content, feel like foreign lands
I’m not gonna make the mistake
Grabbing my fate with some scissor hands
I’m not gonna make the mistake
My plug is my middle man
I’m just gonna make it, gonna make it better
From heaven to hell, but he know I don’t give a damn