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