I can’t get married now.
What was I thinking?
This is insane. I’m too young . I don’t know what I’m doing. He isn’t the right one.
This is a fantasy. I’ll wake up with a pinch.
Wake me up with a pinch
This can’t be happening
The fairytale is over
No more flowers and kisses
in the twilight
Wake me up with a pinch
You aren’t the right one
Tear the dress from my body
White satin shreds
In my hands
Wake me up with a pinch
This fantasy you’ve made
Kills me
The ring slips off my finger
It falls away
Wake me up with a pinch
I’m dying in this church
Blow out the candles
Like you’ve blown out our life
Its over
And its done
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