Jet Lag feat. MecHeoN by Evan Golden Lyrics
(Evan Golden)
How am I feeling?
I'm a little off this time
Twelve hours of flying
My head's gotta get better
Where might we be?
If you don't mind me asking
The middle of nowhere
There's no better place to be
How much longer?
I've got to get out of here
Two more hours
I guess you could say I'm lagging
Are we there yet?
It's getting sort of plain you see
That I'm close to dying (dying)
My head is getting close to me
(MеcHeoN)
Flyin' through this world with my head in the clouds
Lying back in thе mist brain froze for miles
We gonna go through the rough time it ain't the end of the road
We just keep warming up when everything gets cold
Blend in with the madness, love and the hate
I just try live my life to be one of the greats
You wanna fly or either fail but you never give up
Ain't no such thing as losing when you're riding with us
In God we trust as we soar get prepared for the land
Then I let my top down, go nuts in the sand
Close my eyes being peaceful, no feeling like this
Touchdown in a land, get sealed with a kiss
In the skies with no traffic, I just do it with peace
Authorized with the A they call me the chief
Look through my window, I'm seeing the beach
Have a safe landing, baby, International MecHe
(Evan Golden)
So how much longer?
Don't you think it's been a minute
We'll land sooner than later
Not much leg room by the door
Why can't you see?
That Tokyo is far from here
To our final destination
I guess you could say I'm lagging (laggin')
How am I feeling?
I'm a little off this time
Twelve hours of flying
My head's gotta get better
Where might we be?
If you don't mind me asking
The middle of nowhere
There's no better place to be
How much longer?
I've got to get out of here
Two more hours
I guess you could say I'm lagging
Are we there yet?
It's getting sort of plain you see
That I'm close to dying (dying)
My head is getting close to me
(MеcHeoN)
Flyin' through this world with my head in the clouds
Lying back in thе mist brain froze for miles
We gonna go through the rough time it ain't the end of the road
We just keep warming up when everything gets cold
Blend in with the madness, love and the hate
I just try live my life to be one of the greats
You wanna fly or either fail but you never give up
Ain't no such thing as losing when you're riding with us
In God we trust as we soar get prepared for the land
Then I let my top down, go nuts in the sand
Close my eyes being peaceful, no feeling like this
Touchdown in a land, get sealed with a kiss
In the skies with no traffic, I just do it with peace
Authorized with the A they call me the chief
Look through my window, I'm seeing the beach
Have a safe landing, baby, International MecHe
(Evan Golden)
So how much longer?
Don't you think it's been a minute
We'll land sooner than later
Not much leg room by the door
Why can't you see?
That Tokyo is far from here
To our final destination
I guess you could say I'm lagging (laggin')