Artist: Metric Album: Fantasies (2009) Title: Front Row
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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
Burnt-out stars, they shine so bright All of us Burnt-out stars, they shine so bright
He's not perfect, he's my hero Smashing the piano Spitting on the front row Chronic confrontation Psychic conversation Radical compassion Louder than the action Of all of us
Burnt-out stars, they shine so bright All of us Burnt-out stars, they shine so bright All the stars
Burnt-out stars, they shine so bright All of us Burnt-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
Burnt-out stars, they shine so bright All of us Burnt-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 of the stars
Burnt-out stars, they shine so bright All the stars Burnt-out stars, they shine so bright All the stars Burnt-out stars, they shine so bright
Burnt-out stars, they shine so bright Burnt-out stars, they shine so bright Burnt-out stars, they shine so bright Burnt-out stars, they shine so bright
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