I saw a star beneath the stairs glowing through
the melting walls. Who will be the first to
begin their fall? Or will we become one? Am
I the star beneath the stairs? Am I a ghost
upon the stage? Am I your anything? I saw a
star beneath the stairs glowing bright before
descent and in the morning there is nothing
left but what's inside of me. And I don't want
to die tonight; will you believe in me? And I
don't want to fall into the light. Will you
wish upon? Will you walk upon me? I don't
want to die tonight. Will you.
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