Through the stars
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Shine on
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Get on
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The planet
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The stars shine on
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They shine on this planet
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The stars are projectors
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Projectin' all lives on down to this planet
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The stars are on
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And projectin' all lives on to
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This planet
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Fine
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I know everything
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And the stars
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They¡¯re projectin' our lives on down to
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This planet
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Oh yeah
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The stars are watchin' as you
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And said how
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You get on your knee
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Your mouthin' my mood
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If you were talking out loud
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You¡¯d say, ¡°Uh, how¡¯d they do?¡±
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And I get my mouth
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And my words
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They can¡¯t make use
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To my mouth out of or my brain
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And you say what you do
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When you do what you said
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You¡¯re talking out of to
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You¡¯re talking out of threat
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I want what
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I get on
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I get off
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I get things you don¡¯t want
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And I walk to my head
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And I walk through my hell
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And I walk through my head
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And I know I ain't goin' no where
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And I talk to my self
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And I talk to my hell
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And I¡¯m walkin' round
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The planets they revolve around themselves
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They evolve
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You were talking to god
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You were talking to mom
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And you were sayin' things loud
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And I was doin' out loud
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You said, ¡°I can¡¯t¡±
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And the planets projectin' their selves around
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And the stars
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They're projectin' our lives on this earth
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And the stars are projectors
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Projectin' our lives on to this earth
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I want you playin' out
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Even though your mouth and you said what you were worth
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Calculus Man
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| Modest Mouse |
