We Are Not Stars (исполнитель: Perry Blake)
I could kill a hundred times a day Just to find something that I would want to save Don't you know who owns the stars ? Controls the sea ? When i stop to catch it all, it passes me. We are not stars We’re nothing but descendants Of butlers and attendants We are like [bad word] in a graveyard With some forgotten saviours. I could host a funeral tonight Lift her dress and kiss her while she's still alive She who kept a swallow in her mouth Just to make it think that it was flying south. We are not stars We’re nothing but descendants Of butlers and attendants We are like [bad word] in a graveyard With some forgotten saviours