glitter a bit brighter
when you're next to me
and this can't be different
can't be new
can't be
can't be
can you hear my breathing, uneven?
like a piano caught in a windstorm
not heaven, not anything good
we don't deserve good
but we can be ghosts
shining in the moonlight
when you're next to me
and this can't be different
can't be new
can't be
can't be
can you hear my breathing, uneven?
like a piano caught in a windstorm
not heaven, not anything good
we don't deserve good
but we can be ghosts
shining in the moonlight
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