Wingwalker

Time was, I could move my arms like a bird... FLY!!!

She was a wingwalker,

Pitgirl of the sky...

And now I got an engine,

A big perverted engine,

It runs on strength of will....

Who could deny me the right to fly?

You know, it's my art -

When I form my body in the shape of a plane...

I'm a plane! {repeats}

Now I got an airframe,

A big perverted airframe.

You know? It's my art -

When i disguise my body in the shape of a plane...

I'm a plane! (I'm a plane!) {repeats}

(Look at me, look at me - I'm a plane! Look at ME, i'm a plane! Look at me!)

And a plane becomes a metaphor for my life, and as I suffer for it like I'm

Insane, as it says... So she suffers under the weight of my plane... You

Know? It's my art! When I disguise my body in the shape of a plane...

PLANE!!! *Brandon Matuja