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Текст (слова) песни: Elliott Smith - 1. 4. 98
Youll make the scene like you always do.
Goin upstream down the ave. to fuck some
Trophy boy that youll win tonight at the bar.
So bad, so far. youll make him sad, shooting star.
When it was me, I was mementarily proud;
Full of dreams now Im glad
I didnt say out loud, hoping youd be for real
When I dont believe that you are.
So bad, so far. you make me sad, shooting star.
Distant and cold and a sight to behold.
Everybody sighs. no one gets on
With you very long, cus you dont feel bad
When you lie.
Im goin to sleep now,
Which I guess would be step 1.
Step 2 is where I can deal with the thing
Youve just done.
It wont be soon, to say the least its gonna
Be hard.
So bad, so far. you made me sad, shooting star.
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