Private Public Breakdown

I know tomorrow's not today I'm on my knees but not to pray I feel what's real just slip away I hope you like my, I hope you love my I hope you see my private public breakdown The secret service I make them nervous I watch the traffic passing by I'm pretty sure that I can fly Over the trees, but twice as high My strange behavior, I gotta let give 'Cause I'm the savior resurrected Oh, oh, oh I don't need meds to tie me down Or squads of feds to stand around 'Cause I love floating off the ground So welcome to my, I hope you like my I think I love my private public breakdown And I assure you That given time, I can cure you