| It’s getting cold, I’m underdressed
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| I’m still not sold on this whole mess
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| You told me — give it all away
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| Just trust, it will come back someday
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| I gave my voice, I gave my time
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| Was there a choice, and was it mine?
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| I leant out every stitch I had
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| I gave you everything you asked
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| Now nothing left except this faith
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| This old idea it’s gonna rain
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| Do you think that the stars
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| Are going to spend their light on you?
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| Do you think that the stars
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| Give a shit what you might do?
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| Everybody’s naked in the woods
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| And everybody’s trying to be good
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| You say you have nothing left to lose
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| But I know that’s just the story that you use
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| What you’ve got, you’ve got to give it to your mother
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| What you’ve got, you’ve got to give it to your father
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| What you’ve got, you’ve got to give to your sister
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| What you’ve got, you’ve got to give now hand it over
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| It’s getting dark, I’m lost and scared I can’t find shelter anywhere
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| You told me — give it all away
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| Just trust, it will come back someday
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| I gave my body and my voice
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| But do you think I had a choice?
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| You know what, baby, I’m in hell
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| Nothing but stories that I tell
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| Myself — I’ve got to keep the faith
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| This sad old lie it’s gonna rain
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| Do you think that the stars
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| Are going to spend their light on you?
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| Do you think that the stars
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| Give a shit what you might do?
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| When there are billions and billions of us all looking for love
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| With billions of eyes all fixed on something above
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| And we’re all are waiting for the pyro at the end of the show
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| But the lights we’re staring up at died out centuries ago
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| Do you think that the stars
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| Are going to spend their light on you?
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| You really think that the stars give a shit what you might do?
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| Do you think that the stars
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| Are going to spend the night with you?
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| You really think that the stars
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| Give a shit what you’ve been through? |