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I'm a star, you're a star
And we are meant to burn.
Someone gave and they repeat
Places where we do meet.

With our eyes on the ceiling,
None have found this feeling.
Voices wake, they do shake,
And all this ice will then break.

There's no gain without keys.
So, you sleep and don't speak.
We should stop and not find,
And they're hanging behind.

But just smile, and unveil,
Cover mirrors away.
Rip apart, and then say,
"I am dead, I am dead."

Now, connect and then lick,
Become no one and sick.
Now, the hand does not shake.
Yes, my hand is OK...

To avenge, two times two.
Take a cab and then blow.
But don't think to forgive,
Never beg, never go.

All is good, all is right.
Now, I know how to fight.
Here are things how to fix.
All of that is times six.

But don't call and don't fall.
I am tired, I am tired.
I don't want you at all,
You f*cked me off the wall.