Richard Branson's Crash Landing

I'm tired of fixing the holes of your gas leaks
I'm two thumbs up for nuking this scene
There's no place in this godawful town
Where these dreams would hold up
I'm aching to leave

But the night has just arrived for you to pick a fight
Tonight it's just alright for you pick a fight

Halfway into motion sickness
The fear is your only witness
Just don't stop
Please don't stop
You know sometimes you just
Have to tear everything apart
To know you are alive

And yet another day in this town will do me in
I'm the cattle lined up for the slaughter
Was it harder for you to let me win
Or for me to realize I'd gone too far and over the line
Let me guess, now you think it's all in this song
Oh, but you've got it all wrong

The night has just arrived for you to pick a fight
Tonight it's just alright for you to pick a fight
No one needs it
No one needs it

I feel the storm coming roaming over me
I wanna feel it like an ocean at my feet
Whoever said it would be easy to be free?