Stars were beautiful not tragic.
The sky looks so dark tonight, its missing that beautiful blue.
"There's things you need to hear, so turn off your tears and listen."
I miss when the circle of my friends defended the silver lining.
I could be anyone.
My real.
It taught carelessness.
Now we get hurt and refuse to listen.
We know we're wrong and they're wrong too.
But it just piles and piles, never better.
We're setting the room on fire all around us.
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