Paper Cuts From Paper Butterflies

Paper Cuts From Paper Butterflies lyrics

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Original languageEnglish
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Original lyrics

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Sun rise… let it. Can't do anything about it. But you know I would never, Over these subtle cries, ever admit it. Love dies deader, Deader than ever I could ever, As soon as I, story teller, Start telling the stories about the ways I die.