The stars on the street shine like promises to me

Something to pray for, something to reach

Well I've been praying for a long time now

I won't make it, unless, you show me how

And I might not be good

I might not be clean

Million dollar white teeth

Star on a silver screen

But I don't have I need

Hunger like starving

The bright light of a dark star

You will remember me

Someone who wanna make them

Someone who wanna make them

Someone who wanna make them

Scream

The stars on the ceiling fall like the world ending

The thing that I prayed for undoing me

Well I've been praying for a long time now

Up on that stage I'm bleeding out

On god

On god

I'm bleeding out

And I might not be good

I might not be clean

Million dollar white teeth

Star on a silver screen

But I don't have I need

Hunger like starving

The bright light of a dark star

You will remember me

The music is getting loud

There's no more silence

No drowning out the sound

Do you see me as I'm bleeding out

I'm bleeding out

I'm bleeding out

Do you see me as I'm bleeding out

The lights are fading

The curtain is coming down

Down

Down

Did you pray for this

When you were five years old and you sat around dreaming of this, is this what you thought it would be

When you were working odd jobs in your late teens praying for something, anything to come and save you, is this what you thought it would be

Is this what you thought it would be