Dead Stars

we find our songs in fashion magazines
we read the story in the morning paper
i touch their hearts and they touch my skin
i'm on your screen and you are just so wide
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dead stars still burn
dead still stars burn
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put us on display for everyone to see
we write the words for all to understand
though i get my kicks it's slowly wasting me
don't try to be an artist i try to be a man
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we find ourselves in pictures on the net
blinded by science addicted to devotion
i'm in your hold eager to abuse
my favorite game i suffer from misuse
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dead stars still burn
dead still stars burn
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i just want to know the man in front of them
to read their minds for me to understand
though i get my kicks it's slowly wasting me
don't try to be an artist i try to be a man

Credits:
words & music: Eskil Simonsson
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