Planes Mistaken For Stars

End Me in Richmond


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And we're all dying from what we can't touch
And we've built shrines of where we've laid
We're only lying to say we'll lay there again
So fuck your remember whens because we're
Still breathing
This is your document
Your last dance
So fuck your standing still


Writer/s: Mike Ricketts, Matt Bellinger, Jamie Drier, Gared O'Donnell

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