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My Friends All Died in a Plane Crash (Cocoon) · My Friends All Died in a Plane Crash (Cocoon) · Crash: Music from and Inspired by Crash (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Suicide Silence (Suicide Silence) · Suicide Silence (Suicide Silence) · Big Jet Plane (Angus & Julia Stone) · Leveling the Plane of Existence (Abysmal Dawn) · Snakes on a Plane: The Album (Donavon Frankenreiter) · Snakes On a Plane: the Album (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Paper Plane (Scala & Kolacny Brothers) – and 90 other albums »


move you
Your silence is slow suicide

Chorus:
There's something more to talk about
Than how to sleep and fill your mouth
It's suicide to run your life
come so close, my hopes are severed by the downside
A million waves in the ocean crash at once to make you smile

The whispered words you’d better
come so close, my hopes are severed by the downside
A million waves in the ocean crash at once to make you smile

The whispered words you’d better
feels like suicide

Feels like I'm on a plane ride 
Facing its final hour
I'm goin blind and I can't see
In front of the judge facing the death
a trip, Kenny always wondered how he would die 
Would it be a car crash, a plane, a gun, or suicide 
He knew one day that the rats would come 
But he
Don't turn on ya water-works
'cause ah got me a pair of water-wings, right?

Insects suicide against the window,
And my heart goes out to those lil
a trip, Kenny always wondered how he would die 
Would it be a car crash, a plane, a gun, or suicide 
He knew one day that the rats would come 
But he
You are lost, you've been bouncin' off the high roof tops
On a plane to disaster
You will crash, I was thinking about it a you passed my way
You
cheated
I read about the victims, crying all night 

News - blurred photos of the latest plane crash
News - girl shivers as she hears the car door slam
and silence,
Then bake it!
Listen, I plead guilty to misanthropy
So hang me! Ah'd appreciate it!!
Witness her gate-crash my tiny hell
With some obscene
She leaves just silence in her path
A short goodbye, some photographs
I took them with me on the plane from Appledoore into LA
This broken heart it
the slip
Now pets hit the ceiling when the wind blows
Fish float belly up songbirds crash into windows
Swizzle apple cider vinegar and dish soap
Suicide
hoping I don't relapse
Dave just bought a new nine eleven
Almost thought I’d seen another plane crash
Q just bought a brand new McLaren
Rock-a-lack
And the plane and the pilot that we rented looked like surplus from World War I
And I thought any times about suicide
But I haven't found myself a gun

Chorus
the car into gear
How could he be so selfish?
Will this happen, felt it
Why won't he answer, answer, answer, he answer!
"Jason, hello?"

Suicide, suicide
grandfather step up and get knocked right the fuck out
Come to the cook out dirty bitch at the mouth
You scared? Run around like a plane about to crash

Wu Tang
thought I’d seen another plane crash
Q just bought a brand new McLaren
Rock-a-lack about to buy the projects
Moosa got his son dripping in gold
Me? I'm
the plane
And come back home again

She knows where she rolls
When she goes for the doorknob
She knows where she rolls
When she goes for the doorknob

By
the Concord but I made a crash landing
Got back on the glass cause life is demanding
First thing to do now is to get a little pistol
I like to smoke blow but
or sells tickets to a plane crash
He's not somebody that you play around with much
Miss Delilah is his, a Philistine is what she is
She'll do wondrous
don't matter
Still you cry, challenge suicide
Let ya hair fly on the 6-95
Ready to crash, for the love of the game
Believe it on the next life, it's all
to the cook-out, Dirty bitch at the mouth
You scared? Run around like a plane about to crash

Wu-Tang motherfuckers
Wu-Tang motherfuckers
Yeah, and RZA

Yo, yo,
plane's gonna crash
I'm thinking about Otis, I'm thinking about Kurt
I'm thinking about Dilla, I'm thinking about

Changed my hair green, and all
rough With me, that Night flow
Hoes blow for me, I maestro, shit
That white whip sit
Like a slight wrist slit
Suicide shit, you can by shit if you write
the best of it
If you crash into a bullet then it ain't no estimate
It's a money-back guarantee, my nigga
Death's a definite
This is audio crack, guess