Plane Problems Lyrics

I’ve been up on this plane, above the clouds

I’ve been up on this plane, above the clouds

I’ve been up on this plane, staring out the window

I’ve been up on this plane, staring out the window

Thinking I could give a fuck about my problems

I’ve been up on this plane, staring out the window

Thinking I could give a fuck about my problems

I’ve been up on this plane, staring out the window

Thinking I don’t want to worry bout my problems

I’ve been up on this plane, staring out the window

Thinking I don’t want to worry bout my problems

Board my plane, stow my things, then I sit it on down

I’m feeling strange about my pain but I gotta get it on out

Not feeling sane for a change, so I gotta spill it on out

I feel a gain in my range, in a few minutes im out

Take off, take off, take off, I’m feeling that now

Make off, make off, make off, with that grin on my mouth

Shake off, shake off, shake off, that cynical trial

Break off, break off, break off that limited style

I gotta get it, and get it is what I’m gonna do

While I’m sitting, I listen to what I’m going through

Songs I’ve written, envisioning how that 1,2

Mic check hitting when I get to where I’m going to

I’ve been up on this plane, staring out the window

Thinking I could give a fuck about my problems

I’ve been up on this plane, staring out the window

Thinking I could give a fuck about my problems

I’ve been up on this plane, staring out the window

Thinking I don’t want to worry bout my problems

I’ve been up on this plane, staring out the window

Thinking I don’t want to worry bout my problems

Hop up on this plane, with no regrets

I feel a second home on a Boeing Jet

When I stare out the window I get so impressed

So impressed, so impressed, so impressed

I know deep down, we hold on to stress

When I’m up above it all, yeah I notice less

Kiss my wife and my son right before I left

‘fore I left, ‘fore I left, ‘fore I left

‘Cause I’m gone, gone, gone with the wind again

And I’m on, on, on, on this business trip

Writing songs, songs, songs, while I’m living it

So long, long, long ‘til I finish it.

I’ve been up on this plane, staring out the window

Thinking I could give a fuck about my problems

I’ve been up on this plane, staring out the window

Thinking I could give a fuck about my problems

I’ve been up on this plane, staring out the window

Thinking I don’t want to worry bout my problems

I’ve been up on this plane, staring out the window

Thinking I don’t want to worry bout my problems

I’ve been up on this plane, above the clouds

I’ve been up on this plane, above the clouds

I’ve been up on this plane

I’ve been up on this plane

….worry bout my problems