I'm not gonna let that keep me on the ground, JETPACK!
When I encounter a setback, press that button ignite my JETPACK!
Launch pad shrinks, disappear. Fly through atmosphere.
Plasma's tingling and I'm hearing the words that occur to me for no reason. What am I alive for? What will I die for? Why do I believe to others I'm an eye sore?
Am I fueled by another engine, Depression and Aggression, Confusion and agitation, Fly away on my JETPACK!