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• Artiste: Contes (The)
• Titre: My Brilliant Star
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again, you packed up slammed the door, i fell out in peace an hour later i wake up to the jangle of your keys it seems you can't do nothin' right, all your papers in a heap the night before your big exam and you drink your self to sleep if you're gonna leave me go ahead, but i don't believe your threats i'll surely miss your body but it's your mind i won't forget my brilliant star, you flicker off and on my brilliant star, your self-defeating whims pull you closer to the sun you used to write me poetry when you were so inspired you rivaled yeats but lately all you do is sit around and cry so you got yourself a new job that's sucking out your life sixty grand in student loans and now you don't want to write you want to get yourself a brush and eisel, paint up on the bridge but i know you all too well girl and i'm afraid that you can't swim my brilliant star, you flicker off and on my brilliant star... you're headed for a crash ninety million miles, give or take- you're still far away as the sun's going down my brilliant star, you flicker off and on my brilliant star, you're self-defeating...