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Look at the beautiful stars in this room With their shimmery skirts and inquisitive eyes Inhale the scent of the heavy perfume Let it whisk you along through their curious lives Drink more of the stuff in the passed around bottle Until everything's vibrant and your words start to slur Exhale all your worries and embrace the exposure You’re invincible now it all is a blur Those stars lose their brilliance when the music dims down Their mouths move- shouting words but not saying a thing They’re all caught in the moment with their eyes not their souls They came looking for passion and left with a fling Here’s to the nights that we won’t remember With the people who couldn’t care less if we did You capture these moments to keep them forever But weren’t things much simpler when you were a kid? You were electrically happy, not just in a picture You were happy with laying outside in the grass You laughed without end and your love was authentic Now you're looking for love with a bottle of glass
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Feb 27, 2015
Feb 27, 2015 at 10:45 PM UTC
Skydance
Look at the beautiful stars in this room With their shimmery skirts and inquisitive eyes Inhale the scent of the heavy perfume Let it whisk you along through their curious lives Drink more of the stuff in the passed around bottle Until everything's vibrant and your words start to slur Exhale all your worries and embrace the exposure You’re invincible now it all is a blur Those stars lose their brilliance when the music dims down Their mouths move- shouting words but not saying a thing They’re all caught in the moment with their eyes not their souls They came looking for passion and left with a fling Here’s to the nights that we won’t remember With the people who couldn’t care less if we did You capture these moments to keep them forever But weren’t things much simpler when you were a kid? You were electrically happy, not just in a picture You were happy with laying outside in the grass You laughed without end and your love was authentic Now you're looking for love with a bottle of glass
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Feb 27, 2015
Feb 27, 2015 at 10:45 PM UTC
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