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I could kill a hundred times a day Just to find something that I would want to save Don't you know who owns the stars ? Controls the sea ? When i stop to catch it all, it passes me. We are not stars We're nothing but descendants Of butlers and attendants We are like cars Rusting in a graveyard With some forgotten saviours. I could host a funeral tonight Lift her dress and kiss her while she's still alive She who kept a swallow in her mouth Just to make it think that it was flying south. We are not stars We're nothing but descendants Of butlers and attendants We are like cars Rusting in a graveyard With some forgotten saviours Aus Songtexte Mania