It took some wine and broken wings,
I poured them on my wounded skin,
to realize that what I’m dreaming
it’s just another empty ceiling.

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It took some wine and broken wings,
I poured them on my wounded skin,
to realize that what I’m dreaming
it’s just another empty ceiling.

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