Текст песни
People smile with borrowed skin.
Paper hearts are stitched within.
Every story changes shape.
Every memory escapes.
I can hear the pages crawl.
Like they never stopped at all.
Someone folded all the light into birds that fear the night; every feather made of ink,
Paper hearts are stitched within.
Every story changes shape.
Every memory escapes.
I can hear the pages crawl.
Like they never stopped at all.
Someone folded all the light into birds that fear the night; every feather made of ink,
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