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it's not up to them or methe butterflies and sunflowers, the hummingbirds and gunpowdertake up closet space of her memoryher first kiss, so nervous, blown across the surfaceover the wave she was waving awaypersuasive, just perfect, she said i deserve this, some things we won't predicthow can i sleep at night? (2x)her blue lips, blew a kiss, leaning off a cruise shipseabreeze swept a tulip in her hairit kissed a tear, on my cheek, disappeared in thin air, my heart started to leakhow can i sleep at night? (2x)i try not to be mad at hersomethings only happen to make me sadder when i think about itdoesn't really matter, but that hurtjezebel has sweet dreams (4x) Aus Songtexte Mania