Through Dust and Smoke

I don't wanna hear the news
Shut your mouth before you speak
If I don't hear it it's not real
The less you know the less you feel
Shut up

High above the trees I'll fly
From a mountain I will fall
Searching for the promised land
Then buy a ticket stand in line
Shut up

I find this hard to tell
Jumping down the wishing well
Soon I'm going to explode
Before I get to take control