Little Hurricane - Isn't It Great

Seatbelt sign, mid flight, pilot yelling sit down, be still, stay quiet.Fireworks inside, looking like a... all night.Hold my head, grip it tight. Next thing we're falling through the night sky....We know our fate let's not hesitateI'm going out looking in your gazeWe know our fate isn't it greatI'm going down looking in your gazeWhy us, why tonight? We weren't supposed to be on this damn flight.Showed up late, missed our gate, the funniest thing that we call fateHold my head, grip it tight. Next thing we're falling through the night sky....We know our fate let's not hesitateI'm going out looking in your gazeWe know our fate isn't it greatI'm going down looking in your gaze