The stars They're not enough Not enough I want them to fall Maybe I'd be happy I need it to be happy After all
Bright colors Wear them for you Bright colors And the dress you want Wasting every wish on you And dye my dresses black to blue I wish you knew my flesh Then we'd be so happy I'd make you fucking happy After all
Stars don't fall No they don't Not at all After all
[Outro] I had sleep paralysis or like a lucid nightmare that I was like in my backyard, and I was like on my knees underneath my swing, and there was like these huge palms, and the sky was like orange. Like there was war happening. (Laughs) And it was like it looked like it was supposed to like my childhood dog, but it definitely wasn't and it was so close to my fucking face it literally was like looking into my soul, and its eyes were so big. And I remember having this nauseating feeling and this nausea. And also the sound of cicadas. It was a rapidly pulsating cicada sound like a heartbeat. (Yeah). But it was cicadas, and it just went on and on and on and on, and it got like really loud 'til it's all I could hear, and I woke up. (Jesus Christ)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
