When I die,
I'll be a shooting star.
You'll make a wish,
seeing me falling afar.
And I'll get you
what you ask for,
breaking myself
for you once more.
I'll be a shooting star.
You'll make a wish,
seeing me falling afar.
And I'll get you
what you ask for,
breaking myself
for you once more.
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