She lives in a fairy tale, somewhere too far for us to find. Forgotten the taste and smell off the world that she's left behind. It's all about the exposure the lens I told her,the angles were all wrong now. She's ripping wings off of butterflies with her feet on the ground.
And her head in the clouds♥, well go get your shovel, and we'll dig a deep hole to bury the castle, bury the castle.

Her prince finally came to save her, and the rest you can figure out.

We'll make sure to build your house brick by boring brick, or the wolves gonna blow it down.
Well you built up a world of magic, because your real life is tragic.

You can see it with your eyes, even in the dark and that's where I want to be.

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Love, Lucy♥