Even though my dream of touching the sky, amongst the stars
Has died, I'm still alive, cigarette in the jaws
Is lit, the fire burning inside, personal hell
Was stoked in Rocket town, place I work and I dwell
How hoping for support, hoping for the president's word
For Shinra to give me more funds to manage my bird
The Tiny Bronco, but while haggling the head honcho
This Emo kid and his friends jacked my ride, Oh no
I chased em down pronto, hop on the plane
With a feeling that my girl will never do it again
I was right, it was shot down, I'm staring at this Cloud clown
Thinking that he Gutts in Berserk, this jerk is just dessert
And I'm about to chow down, but after the story I hear
About the end of the world approaching near
We converge paths, the world is dead on arrival
Of the Meteor, we gotta stick together for survival
I need some Materia, for weapon material
Hijacked the Highwind, and scratched off the serial
Lose Cloud, now I'm in charge, no half-stepping
Find Cloud in the fallout of loosed weapons
Find out that Shinra is loading up a rocket
To attack the meteor with Materia, gotta stop it
Reach space looking around my jaws gapes
I escape in an oxygen pod to save the race


Lyrics submitted by MrDelirious

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