P.I.N.

Lyrics

Martin Tielli Boss! The plane! I see the plane come with supplies, now we don't die It comes out of the blue and into the gray below Death... you know? An arm in the snow froze to a stick Carving an "S" and "O"... Oh When I get happy again I long to see you let me in You've got the key to my heart. You've got the P.I.N. to my guts I've got a dream. I've got a plan: I leave this world, live off the land Once I get good. Once I get better God bless the plane that came with supply. Now we don't die We go out of the gray and into the blue above When I get happy again, I'll just go back and try it again When I get happy again, I'll long to see you let me in You've got the key to my heart. You've got the P.I.N. to my guts The fire that burns without a flame The fire that don't need oxygen The fire the fire the fire the fire The fire that don't need anything