Colourblind Butterflies Songtext
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Howw
Can you expect me to stay here,
when we stand on such fragile ground?
These wings are taking to long to form,
I need an exit, I need it now,
The roses
once placed in your hands
Holds nothin,
more
Can you expect me to stay here,
when we stand on such fragile ground?
These wings are taking to long to form,
I need an exit, I need it now,
The roses
once placed in your hands
Holds nothin,
more
than remnince to the days we were alive!
I once bled the stars dry
To save your life
What a waste, What a crime
I will paint this canvas with my tortured harmonies.
I once bled the stars dry
To save your life
What a waste, What a crime
I will paint this canvas with my tortured harmonies.
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