Paroles de Pilot

You just want to strip me Off of who i am Divide me into pieces And then you can decide What it is you want A heart a mind a fuck 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 Now it's time to understand And 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 your crash-helmet is on I'll just light another Of your cigarettes And the ghosts that haunt this house Will slowly fade away