Starfall
I watched a star fall down
Look at me now
I don't hear a word
But look, all around
You see the colors of the universe
Pastel purple, sparkles whirl
You don't know who could've heard
I watched a star fall down
Look at me now
I don't hear a word
But look, all around
You see the colors of the universe
Pastel purple, sparkles whirl
You don't know who could've heard
The sound
I feel like Alban
My faith is foregone
My blood draped too far
See not falling star
I feel like Alban
My faith is foregone
My blood draped too far
See not falling star
Sound corrupted the masses
Put the blood on the mask
'Cause I'm the one they keep taxing
'Cause they don't know, huh
No they don't know, huh
Source inputs at an all time low, huh
I'm the chosen one hundred
Made the martyr for the lost cause
Even if I know there's no money involved
Check my inbox and set the scene for the big ball
Shit got me losing weight like I'm Rick Ross
But they don't care about me, they don't care about you
Programmed to do whatever the fuck they gon' do
But I told my brother this the type of shit that's seen through
I'm the chosen one hundred
Put them nails in my hands so they know I ain't frontin'
If I never rise again, then they'll surely applaud it
So let's see how this plays out in the morning
Fucking Starfall
I watched a star fall down
Look at me now
I don't hear a word
But look, all around
You see the colors of the universe
Pastel purple, sparkles whirl
You don't know who could've heard
The sound
Look at me now
I don't hear a word
But look, all around
You see the colors of the universe
Pastel purple, sparkles whirl
You don't know who could've heard
I watched a star fall down
Look at me now
I don't hear a word
But look, all around
You see the colors of the universe
Pastel purple, sparkles whirl
You don't know who could've heard
The sound
I feel like Alban
My faith is foregone
My blood draped too far
See not falling star
I feel like Alban
My faith is foregone
My blood draped too far
See not falling star
Sound corrupted the masses
Put the blood on the mask
'Cause I'm the one they keep taxing
'Cause they don't know, huh
No they don't know, huh
Source inputs at an all time low, huh
I'm the chosen one hundred
Made the martyr for the lost cause
Even if I know there's no money involved
Check my inbox and set the scene for the big ball
Shit got me losing weight like I'm Rick Ross
But they don't care about me, they don't care about you
Programmed to do whatever the fuck they gon' do
But I told my brother this the type of shit that's seen through
I'm the chosen one hundred
Put them nails in my hands so they know I ain't frontin'
If I never rise again, then they'll surely applaud it
So let's see how this plays out in the morning
Fucking Starfall
I watched a star fall down
Look at me now
I don't hear a word
But look, all around
You see the colors of the universe
Pastel purple, sparkles whirl
You don't know who could've heard
The sound
Credits
Writer(s): Logan Davis
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