Burned Out Stars
Suburban alienation,
Urban degradation.
What kind of choice is that?
It's a world made for the fat cat.
And I am done buying things to impress people I don't like
If you keep pushing me away,
Don't be acting shocked when I finally leave girl
Tired of fighting these silent wars
Your closed doors, your ignores.
How many years ago did you lose interest in me?
Has it been 2, has it been 3?
They say that,
Burned out stars implode under their own gravity.
Boom. Pow
I wish loving me was easy
We all want that quantity,
We all want that quality
When are we gonna get tired of keeping score?
We are all wanting more and more.
I mean damn...
How many more soulmates need to become strangers?
It's not making any sense.
We need to start our lifebed vigil.
Some of these rappers got too big for their britches
We're tired of songs about money weed and bitches.
What code do you live by?
What do you believe is true in this world?
The one thing I know,
Is that music opens the heart.
And we all have to stay teachable.
Forgiveness is not forgetting,
It's an act of compassion that provides sanity,
And then a new story can begin.
We got lost to find a new path,
And forget about the past.
Not every wound heals
Not every mind deals
You don't know better,
Until you know better.
Urban degradation.
What kind of choice is that?
It's a world made for the fat cat.
And I am done buying things to impress people I don't like
If you keep pushing me away,
Don't be acting shocked when I finally leave girl
Tired of fighting these silent wars
Your closed doors, your ignores.
How many years ago did you lose interest in me?
Has it been 2, has it been 3?
They say that,
Burned out stars implode under their own gravity.
Boom. Pow
I wish loving me was easy
We all want that quantity,
We all want that quality
When are we gonna get tired of keeping score?
We are all wanting more and more.
I mean damn...
How many more soulmates need to become strangers?
It's not making any sense.
We need to start our lifebed vigil.
Some of these rappers got too big for their britches
We're tired of songs about money weed and bitches.
What code do you live by?
What do you believe is true in this world?
The one thing I know,
Is that music opens the heart.
And we all have to stay teachable.
Forgiveness is not forgetting,
It's an act of compassion that provides sanity,
And then a new story can begin.
We got lost to find a new path,
And forget about the past.
Not every wound heals
Not every mind deals
You don't know better,
Until you know better.
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Writer(s): Gil Porat
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