Pacific 231 by Burning Airlines Lyrics

Here's your fertility
Wanting so badly to be crushed
You leave it up to me
To do the crushing

Through new sincerity
Making a mockery of trust
But if it's up to me
Bring on the new thing

Pacific 2-3-1:
We're not careening off the rails
Steady up to speed!

Another dream
I'd learn to love
The taste of bitter fictions
The ring of contradictions
Sing to me

And its apparently
A faster forward than you want
But still you keep it up
Is that delusion?
I'm told apparently
Poor faith and reconditioned thoughts
Weary at your knees
Sick from the motion

And now were letting off
About the charity that costs;
We could do without
The education

Another dream
I'd learn to love
The taste of bitter fictions
The ring of contradictions
Sing to me

But they sing
To me
But they sing
To me
They sing
To me

You could get everything you want

Another dream
I'd learn to love
The taste of bitter fictions
The ring of contradictions
Sing to me