Black & White Album Jingle #2

Fuckin up
I know you're fuckin up
It happens to the best of us
So you can give it up let go,
Start again just because you can
I know it's a rainy day but sunshine comes from with in sunshine
After all we are just chickens who figured out how to fly
And we collide in the air
Too much traffic in the sky
You can't fly away
Your problems on the plane
Cause it likes to stay warm in the skin you're in
Underneath that stupid palm tree there's a stomach in your mind
And your pain is like a rock
That lays there waiting for some resolve