It's 3 AM and it feels like infinity,
where do you wanna spend eternity?
Repeatedly in my feels too much,
dreaming about your body, that I can't touch.
Confessing my love for you,
if you won't be mine, i'll shoot you through.
Nobody deserves the beauty, the angel eyes,
the wings fallen from heaven skies.
Apr 29, 2021
Apr 29, 2021 at 2:04 PM UTC
It's 3 AM and it feels like infinity,
where do you wanna spend eternity?
Repeatedly in my feels too much,
dreaming about your body, that I can't touch.
Confessing my love for you,
if you won't be mine, i'll shoot you through.
Nobody deserves the beauty, the angel eyes,
the wings fallen from heaven skies.
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