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!
midnight
Dead Butterflies
Continúa después del anuncio
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!