High Ticket Attractions

You can imagine all the factions

That form around high ticket attractions

High on the spirit, hopped up and mystic

After the flame baptism you’re fearless

You know the science of falling

You have your calling

You know the song

The magna carta, it’s underwater

We left it there for the sons and the daughters

One day they’ll find it; they’ll be reminded

When we live undersea like we ought to

Didn’t know flying from falling

Clueless the poor thing

Sad to report

Didn’t know losing from learning

Wheels were turning

You know the song

This thing could go two ways

(Won’t be another exit for days)

So pack a small suitcase

(Anything else can be easily replaced)

You feel the suction, the call to action

That will surround high ticket attractions

You want to travel, want to unravel

Take the experience to the next level

With no respect for the warning

The violence of yearning

Defiance of learning

In protected encryption

The voice of addiction

You know the song

This thing could go two ways

(Won’t be another exit for days)

So pack a small suitcase

(Anything else can be easily replaced)

You know the song

You know the song

You know the song

You know the song

Ou can imagine all the factions

That form around high ticket attractions

Just like the mayans took all their science

And dumped it all in the drink and went silent

They knew the science of falling

They had their calling

You know the song

This thing could go two ways

(Won’t be another exit for days)

So pack a small suitcase

(Anything else can be easily replaced)

This thing could go two ways

(Won’t be another exit for days)

So pack a small suitcase

(Anything else can be easily replaced)