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Fly Away (feat. Young Marquis) [Produced by Canary Julz]

Off the upcoming mixtape "Casino"

Chorus written & performed by Young Marquis
Verses written & performed by Matt Perez
Beat production by Canary Julz

LYRICS:
Chorus (Young Marquis):
Tell me why everything feels the same,
Got a million questions that I can't explain.
And I think they like me feeling this way.
I wish I could fly my, fly my paper plane.
Forget these rainy days. (fly my paper plane)
I wish I could fly, fly, fly away.
I wish I could fly away.
I wish I could fly, fly, fly away.
Fly away.

Verse 1 (Matt Perez):
This four cornered room's got me feelin claustrophobic,
And now you're screaming at me, tellin' me I'm philophobic.
I'm not trying to hurt you, but you've got me in a corner,
I just need some space to figure out what's going on.
You're moving too fast, and I'm not really sure how long,
I can make it last.
You've got me in a chokehold,
But cupid's not a part of this,
I think I need a hero...
And I just wanna fly away,
Cause every day with you is like a painful cloudy rainy day.
I thought that we had something fine,
But then you became the monster that tries to kill me every time.

You made me promise that I'd never let you go,
But every moment in my mind that's all I think about.

Chorus (Young Marquis):
Tell me why everything feels the same,
Got a million questions that I can't explain.
And I think they like me feeling this way.
I wish I could fly my, fly my paper plane.
Forget these rainy days... (fly my paper plane)
I wish I could fly, fly, fly away.
I wish I could fly away.
I wish I could fly, fly, fly away.
Fly away.

Verse 2 (Matt Perez):
You've got this grip on my brain,
I'd climb to the top of Cypress Hill just to not feel insane.
But I can't shake you,
You're like a car that somebody cut the brakes to.
And I don't really know,
Just what it is you want,
But you won't leave me alone.
And maybe if you tried,
You could see the two of us would probably survive.
But you refuse to admit it, so we just fight until we get tired of this shit.
And I don't think that's how it should be.
Why does this always happen to me?

Chorus (Young Marquis):
Tell me why everything feels the same,
Got a million questions that I can't explain.
And I think they like me feeling this way.
I wish I could fly my, fly my paper plane.
Forget these rainy days... (fly my paper plane)
I wish I could fly, fly, fly away.
I wish I could fly away.
I wish I could fly, fly, fly away.
Fly away.