Elbows on my piano
I'm poising
I want people to love me
To have me into their skin
Sticking to my clichés
My sweet words
Always the same
I sing like it has to be, it's beautiful
I didn't want to become a singer, lady crooner
I dreamed of a clearer life, maybe more sincere
I feels I'd end the idol at the bottom of my heart
The kind of baby dolls, the office of cries, I'm scared
Sad star
Sad Star
Sad star
Sad Star
Always sad, always star
I'm losing my life in the looks
Between the white nights and black nights
I make the star
Into the abyss in front of the crowd
I look for the eyes
Someone to make the crowd collapse
Someone to be two
But there everywhere in the crowd
I only see the fire
I'm alone against everyone, it's strange
Alone against me, I'm sick of being star
Sad star
Sad Star
Sad star
Sad Star
Always sad, always star
I'm losing my life in the looks
Between the white nights and black nights
I make the star
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I make the star