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Plane Crash

 

Plane Crash

(album: Hell Below / Stars Above - 2001)


We're coming home on a plane crash
We trip away through the night
We're breaking up on impact
We'll bring it to you live

We're creeping into your living room
We're crawling into your bed
We're taking you all back to school
We're bringing you our dead

We found a friend in Jesus
Via sattelite
He says there's nothing to regret
Just bring it to me live

We're itching, we need it
Your broken, your bleeding
We're living, we're learning
We're watching you burning
We know what we really want

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