Hidden stars
It's hard to know what
I'm feeling not suffering
is what I'm looking for
Searching for support
from the dreamers
love me like I did

Bounce. It's too late
Phone me. It's too late
Shine. Like I did
Shine or f.a.d.e.?

Deathbed, all I taste today
is rotten full of sawdust
To reveal what is off
Listen. I discovered
the frames of this sickness
after buried to hide
Expose to remember the time
we spent screaming
trying to turn off the sun
Waiting for the last train
to send us to the end
send us to the end.
a train to the end
a train to the end

a train to the
END

a train to the
END

Bounce. It's too late
Phone me. It's too late
Rise or let it
Shine or f.a.d.e.?

Deathbed, all I taste today...

Save me my princess
Shine or DIE
It's too late
HIDDEN STARS
It's too late