The stars are brightly shining
shifting red and blue
dieing quietly
as you lie to my happy face
I'll dream of tomorow as you lie about today
you;re no good
no good
no good
little boy I'll find your secret
and I'll lie to your beautiful face
letting you dream of a tomorow
as I plan today
You'll watch the moon fall and rise many times
before my heart realises
and then it will be done
over
finished
The perfect stars are those who die first with out us
come here boy
I'll hold you close
closer
till your breathe stops
and I won't hear your lies
I'll watch the stars letting their perfect existance fade
into a dark blue dream.
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Where the panda sleeps. You will likely sleep and then die a horribly painful death.
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