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Black Star (Letra, Escuchar Audio, Videos)
I get home from work and youre still standing in your dressing gown
Well what am i to do?
I know all the things around your head and what they do to you
What are we coming to?
What are we gonna do?
Blame it on the black star
Blame it on the falling sky
Blame it on the satellite that beams me home
The troubled words of a troubled mind I try to understand what is eating you
I try to stay awake but its 58 hours since that I last slept with you
What are we coming to?
I just dont know anymore
I get on the train and I just stand about now that I dont think of you
I keep falling over I keep passing out when I see a face like you
What am I coming to?
Im gonna melt down
Blame it on the black star
Blame it on the falling sky
Blame it on the satellite that beams me home
