*BROKEN STARS* A bunch of broken stars dimming above me, Burning corpses skimming over what I see, Why try to burn so bright? When the dark eventually consumes all light, Just a bunch of broken stars withering,... Stargazing alone, lost looking above, Paper hearts been torn and sewn, By harmful hands had to call it a home, Fist’s as forms of love before grown,... Oh, the vast night sky it shrieks and cries, I’m on my own tonight dying to stay bright. What a toxic life I barely survived, Just to dim into nothing-consumed by the night! Whoa! Those broken stars dimming above my head! Have they always known they were destined for death? Centuries of burning bright Regressed to nothing by the end of our night. Oh, those broken stars, Their dimming low God’s lost where they are, They’re all dying alone Nothing left after their ember glow,... Those dead-lit stars I gaze at endlessly, Those hollow stars dying inside of me. Ooo-ahh-ohhh,... Ahhh-ohhh-oh-ooohhh,... Ooo-ahh-ohhh Ahhh-ohhh-whoa-oh-ohhh,.. Stargazing inside, nothing but rot, Everywhere I find- What once was precious died- Inside my twilight confines. A bunch of busted lights swimming in my mind, Burned out stars skipping their way into the endless dark, Why try to burn at all? When the dark consumes every hope and thought, Just a bunch of broken stars smouldering,... Doomed to be nothing,... Whoa! Those broken stars dimming in my head! Have they always known they were destined for death? Centuries of burning bright, Regressed to nothing by the end of the night. Oh, those broken stars, Their dimming low, God’s lost where they are, They’re all dying alone, Nothing left after their ember glow,... Those dead-lit stars I gaze at endlessly, Those hollow stars dying inside of me. Those hollow stars,... Those hollow stars,... [Bridge | half-time] Oh-ahh-oh-oh-ohhh Stars in my heart withered away to the weeds, Ahh-ah-ah-ahhh Stars in every part diseased, rotted out pieces, Oh-ahh-oh-oh-ohhh Such disgusting things,... Stargazing malignancies! Whoa! Those broken stars dimming inside my flesh! Have they always known they were destined for death? Centuries of burning bright Regressed to living zombies by the end of the night. Oh, those broken stars, Their dimming slow, God’s lost where they are, They’re all dying alone, Nothing left after their ember glow,... Those dead-lit stars I gaze at endlessly, Those hollow stars dying inside of me!
