I dreamed of the stars so much, they seem familiar Like once what was your lovers touch, just reached back to kill ya and if I ever go astray, I'll say
An empty whiskey bottle helps to see us through, I wish I had a bit more faith in me and you, Now I know why you will go, You're the star of the show
golden hair of angels spindles plastic and disease, Although I am afraid, I will stay Plastic virtues around every corner, Stars are exploding, but
If nobody remembers the Star Hotel, And its sad, lurid ghosts, It's probably just as well, Thinking through the stinking is not thinking a lot, Reach
This beat is just fabulous. My boyfriend made it and he's only 8. Stop asking \"Jeffree whore me\" Stop posting \"ADD ME ADD ME\" on my page. Stop saying
I saw a big star running from me, a world from a record on my bed. Turn the tables on me, what would happen if I fell to the tune of a dreamer, to
Congratulations are in order You made it out alive You don't have to have a conscience I'll be far out of your sight Counting all the things I have done
loved you for better we loved you for worse but we never took you for granted your lives were a blessing but they carried a curse the night that the stars
these snitch bitches, protectin riches By givin stitches, the life as a ghetto star When I grow up I wanna be like dem (and live my life as a ghetto star
the signs So many have died So many out of their minds Thank your lucky stars You got it good it's not hard To be what you are Thank your lucky stars
Just when you need it Never see it in your torn world And seems like a plastic world One just like you, one just like... All I am is all I'll be Can
machines Questioning if I should even be here I won't make that same mistake And taking to bed all these things that I hate I will complain, I will complain Stare
Soon I will be falling down The way I always And I remember falling And I remember crawling... Still I'm falling... Have you come down From all
I've got myself deep this time Tons of frustration builds in mine And it shows me nothing It shows me nothing at all Circle the drain Backward solace
Pieces of you, spread all over, torn in two Forward/backward Save yourself, from nothing, from no one Forward/backward You better get yourself out
Nothing new for you now, how can you bury? Filling up all your eyes and never swearing With your embrace I receive, receive the enemy Is this the Christ
I taste words you divide, want to cover up Temporary lies And I see how you pressed your skin on limb How much thicker it is, how much thicker Mark
Cave in and try to take away All that I have, all I betray... So much damage I've done Well this I know, that I just fail Turn me on me Turn me on
