Shellac - Wingwalker lyrics

Time was, I could move my arms like a bird Fly! She was a wingwalker, pitgirl of the sky And now I got an engine, a big perverted engine It runs on the strength of will Who could deny me the right to fly? You know, it's my art - when I form my body in the shape of a plane I'm a plane! Now I got an airframe, a big perverted airframe You know, it's my art - when I disguise my body in the shape of a plane I'm a plane! And a plane becomes a metaphor for my life, and as I suffer for it like I'm insane, as it says... So she suffers under the weight of my plane... You know? It's my art! When I disguise my body in the shape of a plane... Plane!