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• Artiste: Future Me
• Titre: Feeling The Stars
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Streaks of yellow catch my eye, as I'm forced to take a breath of the pale country breeze And as the gravel kicks and the dark dust flies, I'm forced to take a breath of this wild night The wind blowing through my hair wont last, not in the way that I want it to And my hands feel like they've been bogged down for years, gravity is taking its toll With my eyes on the road My body's filled with the sweet sweet sound, of the radio pre-sets and what we have left at, And my face feels burnt from the scorching stars and the human lie pre-sets that force us to take tests The wind blowing through my hair wont last, not in the way that I want it to And my hands feel like they've been bogged down for years, gravity is taking its toll And my life is living on the weight of it, I am caught inside the waves And I wont look back, because I cant look back