1:55
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I reject the notion
I cough up my prime
It swallows the ocean
It swallows my life
We crash on the highway
Close my eyes for my shake
I hope the blows hit you often
I hope you're jumpin' your gun

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2:39
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And the plane becomes a metaphor for my life
And as I suffer for it, look at it shine
Big, aluminum motherfucker
And it shines like a forehead
And hell, metal'll sink in water, much less air
So no one can deny me the right to fly a plane of my own device
You know, it's my art
When I disguise my body in the shape of a plane

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ೃ‧₊› да,я кинню.. Харкен ⚝, и я мечтаю побороть свои страхи,и наконец обнять кого-то.

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ೃ‧₊› да,я кинню.. Harken ⚝, и даже любая, незначительная мелочь выводит меня из себя.

ᥴr: 42KYR

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