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I am just like a comet Flying, soaring, crashing down Not caring about my direction The burning fire in the back is my crown I'm a distraction Some say disaster I say faster I say free I say I am a comet And if you're lucky you'll be one of the stars in my path Before I crash, burn, die.
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Feb 27, 2016
Feb 27, 2016 at 8:32 PM UTC
The Comet
I am just like a comet Flying, soaring, crashing down Not caring about my direction The burning fire in the back is my crown I'm a distraction Some say disaster I say faster I say free I say I am a comet And if you're lucky you'll be one of the stars in my path Before I crash, burn, die.
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Feb 27, 2016
Feb 27, 2016 at 8:32 PM UTC
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