Il testo della Stars

Barcelona

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Data di rilascio : 28/04/2009

Durata : 0:04:1

Stile : Rock



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Tuesday came and i feigned happy
Im so lonely here
This thing between my lungs is making me so tired
Its bleeding me

You know me and how i hate this
Weve said enough for now
Although its been three hours
We havent spoke at all

Oh, inside this empty cabinet
Nothing shines in here

On the edge of night
We look down on our streets and houses
You felt sick, so i drove back

And if we go back to stars
We wont need any money
We wont need these poor hearts

This crowd incites my riots
Ill try to calm them down
Criminals compound my weakness
Im barely hanging on

Theyre bleeding me
Oh, why cant i feel it?
Nothing hurts down here

On the edge of night
We look down on our streets and houses
You felt sick so i drove back

And if we go back to stars
We wont need any money
We wont need these poor hearts

On the edge of night
We look down on our streets and houses
You felt sick so i drove back

And if we go back to stars
We wont need any money
We wont need these poor hearts

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