Dying Star

Your eyes are penetrating
They seem so tired and vacant
Excess in moderation
You're such a pretty mess
Your make up different faces
One for each new occasion
And when the fire burns out
Others will fade away
Dying Star
Dying Star
Outside the sky is bleeding
The sun is overheating
There's meltdown in the city
It's all the same to me
Turn on your television
Buy yourself some forgiveness
Turn to the Seven Sisters
They're looking after you
Dying Star
Dying Star
If you don't really need this
Why couldn't you ever leave it
Too even to believe in
That's just the way it is
You're comin' up the hard way
Back broke, your feet are hurtin'
Fourteen more years are wasted
Like the West Memphis Three
Dying Star
Dying Star