Front Row Lyrics

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I'm in the front row with a bottle Don't know what I can't decide I'm in the front row, I'm a model Don't know what I can't describe
Burned out stars they shine so bright All of us, burned out stars they shine so bright
He's not perfect, he's my hero Smashing the piano, spitting in the front row Chronic confrontation, psychic conversation Radical compassion louder than the action
All of us, burned out stars they shine so bright All of us, burned out stars they shine so bright All the stars, burned out stars they shine so bright All of us, burned out stars they shine so bright
I'm in the front row with a bottle Don't know what I can't decide I'm the front row, I'm a model Don't know what I can't describe
Burned out stars they shine so bright All of us, burned out stars they shine so bright
He's not perfect, he's a victim Of his occupation, social insulation Secret intervention, charge him with possession I just wanna watch him make or break and beat them
All the stars, burned out stars they shine so bright All the stars, burned out stars they shine so bright All the stars, burned out stars they shine so bright All the stars, burned out stars they shine so bright
Burned out stars they shine so bright Burned out stars they shine so bright Burned out stars they shine so bright Burned out stars they shine so bright

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