作曲 : Peñate
Living without reason, Dwarfed, Alone, Imprisoned,
wondering why I'm here at all.
Why I'm even trying destined to be filing
the higher you reach the harder you fall.
And then you say, we're all the same,
all got our dreams, are loose at their seams.
cos we all spit at stars.
we all spit at stars.
we all spit at stars.
Unifying facts however we act we feel
we've not made our true gold.
Something we can see but not reach or be
can leave you dead in a hole.
dreams are all the same, we're all the same,
all got our dreams, are loose at their seams.
cos we all spit at stars
we all spit at stars.
we all spit at stars.
You don't get what you don't deserve,
Don't expect the world will know what that's absurd
Learn to spit, up towards the stars
Cos who knows soon your spit will land on Mars.
and then you'll say, we're all the same,
all got our dreams, loose at their seams
cos we all spit at stars.
we all spit at stars.
we all spit at stars.