They tell you these pretty little lies
So sweet you chase them like fireflies
Believing they light you up
Every time you feel dark inside
Nothing but stars in some jar
Wishes and hopes you follow
Until you get farther, farther, so far
From who you really are
Living for glimpses of blinking, twinkling stars
Nobody told you it doesn't work that way
If you swallow them, that's where they stay
Smoke and ash on your tongue and mouth
The taste of wasted words on their way down
They won't light you up from the inside out
You just end up with swallowed flies
Their fires burned out.
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