Lyrics: 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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