Childish MaturityJust two kidsChildish Maturity
That's all we are
Playing in the sandbox
Our hands in the cookie jar
We spend our days
Playing make-believe
So playful
So naive
Chorus
In our own little world
Filled with fairytales and magic
Where dragons and giants fight
You are my saving knight
And in our own little world
Filled with comic books and heroes
Where all evil is banned
You are my Superman
Anti-Fairy TaleHelp, I bit the poisoned apple of jealousyAnti-Fairy Tale
I feel it writhing round my heart inside me
Can anybody save me?
No, only his kiss can now
But that means I'll be sleeping for hundreds of years
My seven deadly sins will gaurd me, hide my tears
CHORUS
I'm Snow White
Where is my Prince Charming?
He's gone away
I guess he wasn't so disarming
Help, I feel like Tinkerbell
Neglected and living in my own private hell
Cus Peter lov
Hello
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"If life were made of moments, even now and then a bad one... but if life were made of moments, then you'd never know you had one." -The Baker's wife, Into the Woods
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But then begins a journey in my head,
To work my mind, when body's work's expired:
For then my thoughts, from far where I abide,
Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee,
My Gallery
" Behind the Sky "
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But then begins a journey in my head,
To work my mind, when body's work's expired:
For then my thoughts, from far where I abide,
Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee,
My Gallery
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