I'm flyin' (flyin') nIn a frame of my mind that time cannot erase nI'm seein' (seein') nThe future, the past as I lay the present to waste nI'm scopin' (scopin') nAll these feelings I have and hopin' for them to come true nAnd I'm holdin' something more precious than fine ore, baby nI'm holdin' you nnI'm breathin' (breathin') nThe fumes of the grid that rid my lobe of oxygen nI'm climbin' (climbin') nThe walls to where good and evil make amends nI'm trippin', writhin' and squealin', pukin' nLooking for someone like you nAnd I'm holdin' something more precious than fine ore, baby nI'm holdin' you nnI'm flyin' (flyin') nIn a frame of my mind that time cannot erase nI'm seein' (seein') nThe future, the past as I lay the present to waste nI'm scopin' (scopin') nAll these feelings I have and hopin' for them to come true nAnd I'm holdin' something more precious than fine ore, baby nI'm holdin' you nAnd I'm holdin' something more precious than fine ore, baby nI'm holdin' you