Stars shot through the sky
Right through the plane
Into your lives.
The root of the problem is
You see right through me
You see right...
Lies i only tell
And i feel the pressure
Into your sky
You're making me nervous
You mske me pretend
That I would give anything
Just to give in
If life is what you make
I will make mistakes.
So burn this through
Thy roof that you'll hesitate
If life is what you make
I will make mistakes.
So burn this through yhy roof
Yhst you'll hesitate.
Writer(s): Robert Borrmann, Thomas Reichold
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