teenage wrist - spit lyrics
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well, here we are, adrift again
i can taste the spit in the oxygen
the pilot’s song forgotten that he ought
to fear the awful, trembling hand of god
and i hope that this plane goes down
so i can see who comes to mind
so i can see who comes to mind
well, i can crack a smile and i’m alright
i’m just so tired of feeling tired
the c-ckroach floating dead in a c-cktail
sedated in a cherry underworld
thoughts are leaking out a dry and gaping mouth
and i hope that this plane goes down
so i can see who comes to mind
so i can see who comes to mind
and i hope that this plane goes down
so i can see you one last time
so i can see you one last time
and dream away
and dream away
and dream away
and dream away
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