Shooting Stars / Thorns* Polo G

Ah, ah, pain got your

[Hook]
Pain got your heart cold
I need a light for my dark soul
Singing his problems when that guitar strung
I wonder where shooting stars go
Thought it was death do us apart no?
Don't rush it, let's start slow
Can't be your husband, I'm too far gone
We went from flood storms
Into sharp roads

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