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We know how beauty can bite, and how holy our wardrobes can become with no spare change.They call you miracle, but I won't die for this and I won't die for you.with all I've said and done, for my next trick, I'll need your assistance.So while our city sleeps in such glorious shade.I'll ask you just this once, Hold your hand up, and think of rain, or the flowers in my hand.And give no thought to her insecurities and how they prey on mine.So many days and miles and biting nails.So many times I've said I wish.Letras de cancionesSo many times it doesnt matter.I swear I felt your finger touching the top of my spine.So when I bury my head in the sheets, to hide from their ears, I hide the truth from myself, and I'm not comfortable here.We prayed for hours alone, maybe there is such thing as coincidence. From Letras Mania