| Floating on a star looking back at the world I left
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| Black holes, lightyears, no regret
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| Floating on a star looking back at the world I left
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| No regrets
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| Floating on a star looking back at the world I left
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| Black holes, lightyears, no regrets
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| Floating on a star looking back at the world I left
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| No regrets
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| Yo
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| What you know about string theory, feeling weary
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| Black holes take your soul and get teary
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| Space dust, clouds and asteroids near me
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| Cosmic particles and life’s eerie
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| Watching my world erupt, I asked Siri
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| But no info came from him really
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| Just muttering words that I never quite heard because
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| My man couldn’t speak clearly
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| Man had to save my soul, there’s no theory
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| Find control or lose control merely
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| Evolve, adapt, or fall, collapse, hear me
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| Die in pain or fight it sincerely
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| Take off blasting, asking «Who's near me?»
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| If you want to cut the cord escape really
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| Ain’t no reality check like watching a death
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| Of something you loved so clearly
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| Floating on a star looking back at the world I left
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| Black holes, lightyears, no regret
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| Floating on a star looking back at the world I left
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| No regrets
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| Floating on a star looking back at the world I left
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| Black holes, lightyears, no regrets
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| Floating on a star looking back at the world I left
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| No regrets
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| Deep in space I’m out off course
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| Findin' my way here, back to source
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| Fuel runs down, I count my thoughts
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| Headin' for the sun to light my force
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| Solar flare might light my torch
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| Coming from the darkest place I draw
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| Working a symphany or score
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| 'Till it all dies down I stop and pause
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| Them man’ll backflip in a space fall
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| When the pace runs slow, but it takes your soul
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| And it won’t let go, coz it takes control
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| And a pain in your belly that gravity stole
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| All the feelings you had, now it’s all gone cold
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| And you can’t stand firm, but you still stand bold
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| When you’re riding a star to find a new home
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| Lost in space, all your comforts are gone
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| (Floating on a star looking back at the world I left)
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| (Black holes, lightyears, no regret)
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| (Floating on a star looking back at the world I left)
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| (No regrets)
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| (Floating on a star looking back at the world I left)
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| (Black holes, lightyears, no regrets)
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| (Floating on a star looking back at the world I left)
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| (No regrets)
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| No regrets
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| No regrets |