I've never fallen so hard come to think of it
Put me in again, I won't feel a thingImmune to
The forced smiles, The false handshakes These conversations were held
Your eyes embrace meYour eyes they are those of an
From the same place it is born It is shattered
She’s so perfect, but it doesn’t even matterOur feelings are
I believe in second chancesAnd I believe in first romancesSteal
Sunlight beams through window panesBut we prefer the darkness to
The moon shines different on this cold december nightwho knew
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