Re: Favourite ONE LINE of LYRIC
The gold was put to flame/To kill, to burn, to mold its purity
and I’m covered with skin that peels and it just won’t heal
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So while I'm turning in my sheets
And once again, I cannot sleep
Walk out the door and up the street
Look at the stars
Look at the stars, falling down,
And I wonder where, did I go wrong.
"I know a girl (Gio )
She puts the color inside of my world"
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers be good to your daughters too
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