midnight
Dead Butterflies
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Stars strung through our (wrist!)
Through the midnight (bliss!)
I won't feel my (heart!)
I won't feel my (heart!)
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I wish it wasn't like this!
I wish it wasn't like this!
Stars strung through our (wrist!)
Through the midnight (bliss!)
I won't feel my (heart!)
I won't feel my (heart!)
I wish it wasn't like this!
I wish it wasn't like this!