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Panic At The Disco From A Mountain In The Middle

Lying there with a halo in her hair she cried There are feathers everywhere but it?s fine You do this all the time Crying now, through a rusted smile

Lying there With a halo in her hair she cried There are feathers everywhere But it's fine You do this all the time Crying now Through a rusted smile

Lying there With a halo in her hair she cried There are feathers everywhere But it's fine You do this all the time Crying now Through a rusted smile

Lying there With a halo in her hair she cried There are feathers everywhere But it's fine You do this all the time Crying now Through a rusted smile