She's
cool, rude
She's tall, cold
She's young, loved
She's high, up
But when she goes to bed
She cries and she cries
For the things she can't get
Although they are nothing but lies
She's soft, strong
She's sweet sin
She's stripped steel
She's fun, crashed
And when she sleeps at night
She flies and she flies
In the dreams of smiles
Although they are nothing but lies
Oh star Be small And let me hide you In my music box |
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