Starchin
They won't stop growing
There's a piece of star in my chin
My best friend's an alien
I wrote a letter to the dead
I think I'm outside of my head
There's a piece of star in my chin
My best friend's an alien
In the Cemetary meditating
Eyes roll back, just hit R.E.M.
There's a piece of star in my chin
My best friend's an alien
I wrote a letter to the dead
I think I'm outside of my head
Head, head, the side of my chin
Head head
Wrote Wrote Wrote to the alien
Eyes roll back, just hit R.E.M.
There's a piece of star in my chin
My best friend's an alien
I wrote a letter to the dead
I think I'm outside of my head
I wrote a letter to the dead
I think I'm outside of my head
I wrote a letter to the dead
I think I'm outside of my head
Head, head, the side of my chin
Wrote Wrote Wrote to the dead
Head, head, the side of my chin
I wrote to the Alien
"So long" he said and then, in spite of himself
They were singing, "rise to the stars"
Somebody has trimmed the bark off their voices
I mean clearly somebody has killed the great tree.
I think I'm outside of my head
I think I'm outside of my head
I think I'm outside of my head
Head, head, the side of my chin
Wrote Wrote Wrote to the dead
Head, head, Head, Head
Wrote and wrote and wrote to the Alien
There's a piece of star in my chin
My best friend's an alien
I wrote a letter to the dead
I think I'm outside of my head
There's a piece of star in my chin
My best friend's an alien
In the Cemetary meditating
Eyes roll back, just hit R.E.M.
There's a piece of star in my chin
My best friend's an alien
I wrote a letter to the dead
I think I'm outside of my head
Head, head, the side of my chin
Head head
Wrote Wrote Wrote to the alien
Eyes roll back, just hit R.E.M.
There's a piece of star in my chin
My best friend's an alien
I wrote a letter to the dead
I think I'm outside of my head
I wrote a letter to the dead
I think I'm outside of my head
I wrote a letter to the dead
I think I'm outside of my head
Head, head, the side of my chin
Wrote Wrote Wrote to the dead
Head, head, the side of my chin
I wrote to the Alien
"So long" he said and then, in spite of himself
They were singing, "rise to the stars"
Somebody has trimmed the bark off their voices
I mean clearly somebody has killed the great tree.
I think I'm outside of my head
I think I'm outside of my head
I think I'm outside of my head
Head, head, the side of my chin
Wrote Wrote Wrote to the dead
Head, head, Head, Head
Wrote and wrote and wrote to the Alien
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Writer(s): Brandon Gross
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