Turbulence

You always jump and quiver When you're coming in to land With no runway, no guidance No nails dug into my hand We could have whoever we want We could go back to school And see the dead laugh again Let's get dressed up and pull The only benefit of drinking The downside of what we take Some weekends I feel Like I could always be awake A party in a strangers house Have we ever met the host? Just smile and keep talking And get your can for a toast We won't always be safe here But this is where we reign Pull it tight to protect us We might never sleep again Message received today at 3:26 AM "Tell ya what, this is like fucking, just all day being ripped apart [?]. It's fucking bullshit. I had the worst fucking hangover I've ever experienced in my entire life. I wish I was dead and that's fucking serious. Bye."