Gotti

I was soaring
I was roaring, we were moving
I was flying
I was sighing at the headlines
Up there, you brought me down

I was high and
waved goodbye to the west coast
We were moving
I was grooving then I stalled out
Up there, you brought me down

That’s when you got up from the table
You got up to get out
You got up to destroy yourself
You got up to throw doubt

You got up from the table.

I was smiling,
just compiling pics for the records
I was happy,
then you tap me with new nonsense?
In the air, you brought me down

Sit right there, don’t come around
I’d like to avoid your two post town