Shooting Star Songtext
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Past the point of humbling, I
I know I won't be anything
Once I'm strewn into my fate
There won't be any space to hate
With all the things we think about and,
All the things we live without
There's no time to procrastinate
And no time to collaborate
It wasn't too hard to find
I know I won't be anything
Once I'm strewn into my fate
There won't be any space to hate
With all the things we think about and,
All the things we live without
There's no time to procrastinate
And no time to collaborate
It wasn't too hard to find
Opportunities left behind
It was next to the jar
Of wishes to be placed on a shooting star
Hope is like a snickers bar
It's good, but it won't get you far
Source of short term energy
But soon becomes a memory
I'm living off of what I've got
I'd give it all for just one shot
To make something of myself someday
Collect my pride and move away
It was next to the jar
Of wishes to be placed on a shooting star
Hope is like a snickers bar
It's good, but it won't get you far
Source of short term energy
But soon becomes a memory
I'm living off of what I've got
I'd give it all for just one shot
To make something of myself someday
Collect my pride and move away
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