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in heaven all the first kisses last much longer than a night

šŸ‘¤ Quinnie • šŸŽ¼ you can hold the stars until they burn right through your hands • ā±ļø 2:27
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On the walk home in your dead of the night
Decorations, while you're watching my eyes fall on collarbone
Nape of neck, swaying hips, wrinkled dress
I know I'm not the most beautiful in the whole wide world
But maybe on this block in the off-season
Seem to turn an eye
Used to feel so good pressing on my pride

Why do I still have to feel things in between the cheap delights?
In Heaven all the first kisses last much longer than a night

On the drive home, I pick meaningless fights
Plеase provoke me, I want somе kind of rise
Oh, but you know not to trust a fight that appears on a Sunday night

Why do I still have to feel things in between the cheap delights?
In Heaven all the vacations last longer than a few nights
You can hold the stars until they burn right through your hands
You can outrun the whole week but Sunday catches up again

ā±ļø Synced Lyrics

[00:00.40] On the walk home in your dead of the night
[00:05.08] Decorations, while you're watching my eyes fall on collarbone
[00:12.94] Nape of neck, swaying hips, wrinkled dress
[00:19.16] I know I'm not the most beautiful in the whole wide world
[00:26.56] But maybe on this block in the off-season
[00:31.31] Seem to turn an eye
[00:33.69] Used to feel so good pressing on my pride
[00:40.93] Why do I still have to feel things in between the cheap delights?
[00:50.43] In Heaven all the first kisses last much longer than a night
[01:20.17] On the drive home, I pick meaningless fights
[01:24.72] Plеase provoke me, I want somе kind of rise
[01:29.53] Oh, but you know not to trust a fight that appears on a Sunday night
[01:41.75] Why do I still have to feel things in between the cheap delights?
[01:50.84] In Heaven all the vacations last longer than a few nights
[02:01.40] You can hold the stars until they burn right through your hands
[02:10.19] You can outrun the whole week but Sunday catches up again
[02:21.29]

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