I dont buy roses for their thorns
I walk only when I am alone
I am the airborne
In your eyes I fall
Heeding god's call
After years of hunger
I can't be pulled under
They gave me years to atone
I just can't kneel to one of my own
I am the airborne
I do not believe in ghosts
And of myself I shall not boast
I bear no cross or crest
I use no soul to fill up my chest
I am just flesh and bones
In shock of how fast I've grown
I am the airborne
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