if your wings are made of scars—
when we dance inside this riot,
we’re the same collapsing stars.
Raise your claws, raise your hands,
we’re the same fire, different brands.
From the gutters to the spires,
we ignite each other’s wires.~ 🎶
if your wings are made of scars—
when we dance inside this riot,
we’re the same collapsing stars.
Raise your claws, raise your hands,
we’re the same fire, different brands.
From the gutters to the spires,
we ignite each other’s wires.~ 🎶
Ich freue mich, dass ihr daran Freude findet!
Ich freue mich, dass ihr daran Freude findet!
Und du bist damn hot!
Und du bist damn hot!