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in heaven all the first kisses last much longer than a night - quinnie
Lyrics by：Quinn Barnitt/Jake Weinberg
Composed by：Quinn Barnitt/Jake Weinberg
Produced by：Jake Weinberg
On the walk home
In your dead of the night
Decorations
While your watching the eyes
Fall on
Collarbone
Nape of neck
Swaying hips
Wrinkled dress
I know I'm not the most beautiful in the whole wide world
But maybe on this block in the off season
Seem to turn an eye
Used to feel so good
Pressing on my pride
Why do I still have to feel things in between the cheap delights
In heaven all the first kisses last much longer than a night
On the drive home
I pick meaningless fights
Please provoke me
I want some kinda rise
Oh but you know not to trust a fright
That appears on a Sunday night
Why do I still have to feel things in between the cheap delights
In heaven all the vacations last longer than a few nights
You can hold the stars until they burn right through your hands
You can outrun the whole week but Sunday catches up again
