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In these words that crash my ears I now stomach this in fear With the turn I gathered name as the bastard's son Who by fire I would come Through this wire I might cut Atop this tower of loss and lust I'll gravitate towards you I will, in the now, hate you I'll make you wish you hadn't burned our time before I'll live through this in a manner cursed at my own accord If my shame spills our worth across this floor Then tonight, goodnight... I'm burning Star IV Only I don't even think of you No I don't wanna think of you anymore Goodnight, tonight, goodbye Goodnight, tonight, goodbye In my presence you might wake Through this fiction I must fake Your death to grace the face of my character With these lessons he might learn That all worlds from here must burn For as God demands in the end we miss If my shame spills our worth across this floor Then tonight, goodnight... I'm burning Star IV Only I don't even think of you No I don't wanna think of you anymore Goodnight, tonight, goodbye Goodnight, tonight, goodbye (Spoken:)


投稿者: PetitLyrics
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