Hangtime up in the sky
A new sensation and a deadly ride
I can't find a single sign
An evidence or any hope for life
I'm starting to give in to all the wind
But any moment now we'll finally hit the ground
But until then we'll just be spinning round and round
Hang tight, hold on to me
I won't let go until we're finally free
We'll fly like a mystery
A pair of ponies in a raging breeze
And hopefully we'll make it out alive
But any moment now we'll finally hit the ground
But until then we'll just be spinning round and round
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