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By Planes Mistaken For, sentiment lost in translation.
there's a glitch in transmission.
but i think
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By Planes Mistaken For, the sheets are soaked in whiskey, I still can't stop
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By Planes Mistaken For, somewhere between where we say and we do.
we knew.
bottle back.
quick
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By Planes Mistaken For, we've watched the lines form in our faces
and the
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By Planes Mistaken For, it crept to me like a cancer in my sleep
it
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By Planes Mistaken For, i found this outside you. the road to your room
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By Planes Mistaken For, and you're spitting bullets as the words trip off
of my
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By Planes Mistaken For, (instrumental)
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By Planes Mistaken For, and i don't want to say that i wasted my
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By Planes Mistaken For, put your hands all over me
let it burn, let it
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By Planes Mistaken For, poet i'm sick of your pretty lies.
and it was about
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By Planes Mistaken For, our histories, they hold no apologies
and how we suffer what
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By Planes Mistaken For, lost somewhere in the bottle and song i bet
on
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By Planes Mistaken For, and we're all dying from what we cant touch
and we've
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By Planes Mistaken For, and we've slept where before we wouldn't stand, and
we cant
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By Planes Mistaken For, your're all smoke and mirrors and i've caught
to you and
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By Planes Mistaken For, (its supposed to be a fucking catharsis a release from
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By Planes Mistaken For, [Originally by Black Flag]
Gimme gimme gimme
I need some more
Gimme gimme
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By Planes Mistaken For, oh mother, where'd you learn to get fucked like that?
little
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By Planes Mistaken For, and we stood where faith failed and we watched
angels fall
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By Planes Mistaken For, if the rooms spinning your with me. and we'll
be throwing
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By Planes Mistaken For, fucker break down i beg you.
look backwards all i ever
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By Planes Mistaken For, i stood on your steps.
and watched the blue.
filter through your
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By Planes Mistaken For, tried to fall away but gravity wouldn't agree
(with black eyes
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By Planes Mistaken For, i felt like a man a cloth
till you cut me
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By Planes Mistaken For, dwarfed by chrome, steel, and iron skies
hide me in the
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By Planes Mistaken For, white knuckled reeling.
we try to slip past feeling.
something's wrong.
we haven't
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By Planes Mistaken For, [Originally by Black Flag]
This fucking city is run by pigs.
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By Planes Mistaken For, (instrumental)
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By Planes Mistaken For, when i looked around. i did not see your face