Start another riot and front the
Scene like every pre-madonna who wants to be a
Star, rising above the clouds, a black
Sky tragedy of the most superficial kind
The fire in your hands compels advances
Toward a vague and dangerous path ahead, for one so
Terrified of every future handed to me, I find
The promise of being killed for my crimes so exhilerating
As in the days before, the stars aren't so far
Away, I can reach up and grab one from the
Acrylic sky and bring it down for you, and my
Arsenal of cosmic weapons to fight my enemies and the
Reality that not everything can go my way, my
Reputation never mattered, but you know that I am
Right this time, chasing stars across the country
Road to recapture what I thought I lost tonight
