Dylan Rice: Music

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PLEASURE PILOT

So you wanted to be my pilot, pleasure pilot
Ride the beautiful life!
So you’re asking if I really want it—
Yeah I want it—over and over again
We never knew the toll that freedom had on you and me
We never cared to know
Just holding on the fast machine

Maple and cream, every whore, every queen
And it’s not too much
We can be anyone
Just as long as we’re not married to it
We’re on a plane that’s obscene
Spilling wine, gasoline—too much
We can be the ones we love in spite of ourselves

Never thought there’d be so many options
Drunk on options, let’s get choosy tonight!
I believe there’s a simple solution
To life’s confusion: don’t ever own it again
We never knew the toll
That freedom had on you and me
We never cared to know
Just holding on the fast machine

There is a heaven for me when I need one
I can see everyone from a higher place of least resistance
And I’m so grateful to be gratified for my freedom
I can be the one I love and need no one else

Oh, sick honey
Oh, slow down slow down sick honey
Oh, sick honey
Oh, sick honey