Back To Index Toadies"Plane Crash" 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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