Picking apart my skin,
The moon is on the rise.
Goodbye sunlight,
Till dawn.
Shower of debris,
Starlight magic collapses our surroundings.
I only fantasize of the life we don't belong to.
Give me a minute, for I must inhale the sight of the stars.
The moon is on the rise.
Goodbye sunlight,
Till dawn.
Shower of debris,
Starlight magic collapses our surroundings.
I only fantasize of the life we don't belong to.
Give me a minute, for I must inhale the sight of the stars.
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