Star v

by Sofia Isella

From the album: Something Is a Shell.

Duration: 3:47

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Lyrics for Star v

My heart is unripe, hard, and green You are so sad, way too sad for me My stomach is sunken, starfish on my chest And what do you know? What do you know? What do you know? They like me best If you listen closely, you can hear the voices from afar Star, star, star Star, star, star Star, star, star V Very nice You got a mind that's leaving you and a horrible appetite You're hoping that the muscle and the meat turns to wood To carve out pieces without the mess, very good If you listen closely, you can hear the voices from afar Star, star, star Star, star, star Star, star, star V Oh, oh, Russian doll, how far down can you go? Is the lesson that perfection will never have plateaux? The game is strange, but makes sense to you The winners lose and lose and lose and lose And, Russian doll, how far down can you go? Is the lesson that perfection will never have plateaux? The game is strange, but you know the rule The winners lose and lose and lose and lose And lose and lose and lose and lose And lose and lose and lose and lose... This is a very strange game, no players, no score You can change the aesthetic, but it's still the same gore You can take horror and change the color palette Everything is pink and glorious, and you can have it But, but it's not that strange, isn't it? When you think? Miss, you forgot there's another player in the rink This is what they want, this is what they ask from you The goal post will move and move and move and move and move Oh, oh, Russian doll, how far down can you go? Is the lesson that perfection will never have plateaux? The game is strange, but makes sense to you The winners lose and lose and lose and lose And, Russian doll, how far down can you go? Is the lesson that perfection will never have plateaux? The game is strange, but you know the rule The winners lose and lose and lose and lose They say I'm not as I sound Show them what they're worth now Star, star Oh, oh, Russian doll, how far down can you go? Is the lesson that perfection will never have plateaux? The game is strange, but makes sense to you The winners lose and lose and lose and lose

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