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Red Stars

Birthday Massacre
Mist of cruel intentions
Binding what they fail to mention
No truth, all pretension
Raise your hand to get attention

You give it. We take it.
You build it. We break it.
You suddenly erase it.
You feel it. We fake it.

My red star – stealing it.
My red star – killing it.
My red star – concealing it.
My red star.

Wasted education
Celebrating imitation
Misplaced admiration
Speaking for a generation

You give it. We take it
You build it. We break it.
You suddenly erase it.
You feel it. We fake it.

My red star – stealing it.
My red star – killing it.
My red star – concealing it.
My red star.