If I ever had to go
one night with knowing
your love wasn’t mine,
I’d never sleep,
and I hope the stars
would keep me company,
those sparkly little
bastards.
If I ever had to go
one night with knowing
your love wasn’t mine,
I’d never sleep,
and I hope the stars
would keep me company,
those sparkly little
bastards.
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