Verse 2

I said let go of what’s your head

But I didn’t think you’d let go of me

I want to know when loss of control

Took over and now I’m left alone

PRE CHORUS

You say you say

Won’t you wait

For me to sort myself

But I say I say

I cannot wait

Because I don’t know how to pray… For 

Chorus

Flying pigs, shooting stars

Rocket ships that land on mars

Blue moons and a cold hell

If praying is the only way to

Knock walls and save the day

Then ill be waiting for an improbability