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Teksty: Stars. Nightsongs. Liar.


And even though I told her of the danger
She went ahead and did it anyway
Ended up in the dark seat strained diet
Looking pretty on a Saturday
Call 911, there's a girl in trouble
She's raped and broken, it was done by my double
Ohhhhhhh...
Ba ba ba ba
Ohhhhhhh...
Mmmmmmmmm

I cheated blue in Central Park or (?)
I met him in a local cafe
He told me hard luck stories of his childhood
I took his life in the light of day
Call 911, there's a boy in trouble
He's raped and broken, it was done by my double

Ohhhhhhh...
Ba ba ba ba
Ohhhhhhh...
Mmmmmmmmm

I can romanticize or I can realize
That my whole life's been living as a liar
But when I walked away with their blood on mine hands
I knew I reached for something higher

Ohhhhhhh...
(Call me)
(I reached)
Ohhhhhhh...
Ba ba ba ba
(call me)
(I reached)
(Call me)
(A liar)

The cabarets of Liverpool and Luxembourg
Haved closed for morrow reconstruction
I'm leaving someday on a boat
(?)

I've got a friend there, he'll take care of me
I've got a friend there, he'll take care of me
I've got a friend there, he'll take care of me
I've got a friend there, he'll take care of me