Planes Mistaken for Stars
bloody but unbowed
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And you're spitting bullets as the words trip off
Of my tounge, and your spitting bullets and
Everyone is chisled with my name. and you'll
Hang me on and you'll hang me from every word
You're a killing joke cloaked with a kiss, and
Hollow hits from hollow hands have never torn like this.
No one's leaving until we have 4 fists broken
- Álbum:
- Records for the Working Class, Volume 2
- Emo Is Awesome, Emo Is Evil
- Sound Spirit Fury Fire: Sampler No. 3
- Deep Elm 4: Hearts Bleed Blue
- Planes Mistaken for Stars
- Knife in the Marathon
- Too Young to Die
- The Attention Deficit Disorder Issue #11 Sampler
- Fuck With Fire
- Symbiotic Disharmony, Volume 1
- Up In Them Guts
- Rock Sound: Music With Attitude, Volume 64
- The Shape of Flakes to Come!
- Dim Mak CD Sampler: Smash Hits and Licks
- AMP Sampler, Volume 9
- Black on Black: A Tribute to Black Flag
- Metal Hammer: September 2004 (Razor, Volume 7)
- Race Car Riot
- Contaminated 7.0
- Mercy