Taking Off

Nobody can be saved
 
 My mind is on overdrive
 I've got a whispering way
 Of saying goodbye
 The shadow hits your face
 Just for a second that's all that I need
 And when you're batting your eyes
 I'm going on my other speak (?)
 I'm taking off
 You can't follow me
 So get off
 Until my brand new space
 So shake it off
 Try again next week
 Taking off
 You can't follow me
 These faces are dark
 I lost interest in everything here
 Let's put our feelings on the table
 Then stick our fingers down our throats and throw up
 See, look at all these losers
 Come on we can do better than this
 But since there's nowhere to go
 
 Just give me all your pocket drugs
 I'm taking off
 You can't follow me
 I'm taking off
 On my brand new speak
 Shake it off
 I'll be back next week
 Taking off
 You can't follow me