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Risk Forget About Stars

sheets I lie awake, stare at the stars. Is there a constilation of a broken heart? Why do they say boys dont cry? Ive been crying from the very start

Turn up the volume and move it all around But don't, don't, don't, don't, don't forget Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't forget The Stars on '45 keep

From outta nowhere Prepare You be blinded by the glare I told you not to stare Now you're turned into stone Without a microphone But don't you forget

ours? Every day somebody new is born And someone else dissolves back into the stars. As you go on floating in outer space. Slow dancing with the moon like a timeless promenade. Though some forget

with a man your not with a mouse I see how you stare I see how you smile I see right through now act like you knew I know all about where you been

got From outta nowhere Prepare You be blinded by the glare I told you not to stare Now you're turned into stone Without a microphone But don't you forget

white into black The kind of thing you laugh about after And we were stuck, stacking misery Four long days, in an ugly town We pretend to know about

From outta nowhere Prepare You be blinded by the glare I told you not to stare Now you're turned into stone Without a microphone But don't you forget