We're falling, but at least it's not from ourselves.
We're dancing, like tomorrow isn't worth it.
We're flying and pretending it's real.
I'm smiling, because this is how it should always have been.
You're laughing, as if there is no oxygen left.
As if I'm leaving.
And I am.
We're dancing, like tomorrow isn't worth it.
We're flying and pretending it's real.I'm smiling, because this is how it should always have been.
You're laughing, as if there is no oxygen left.As if I'm leaving.
And I am.
photos: Where all wild things are (IMDB.com), deaviantart.com, google.com
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