Your eyes are my map to the stars.
And I don't think I like you.
Where the fuck is the stardust, the sparks, the fucking butterflies?
And I slam down the phone
Addicted to passion
And this time, it's anger
At myself.
And I don't think I like you.
Where the fuck is the stardust, the sparks, the fucking butterflies?
And I slam down the phone
Addicted to passion
And this time, it's anger
At myself.
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