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The useless drag of another day
The endless drags of a death rock boy
Mascara sure and lipstick lost
Glitter burned by restless thoughts of being forgotten
And in your sad machines
You'll forever stay
Desperate and displeased with whoever you are
And you're a star
Somewhere he pulls his hair down over a frowning smile
A hidden diamond you cannot find
A secret star that cannot shine over to you
May the king of gloom, be forever doomed
And in your sad machines
You'll forever stay
Burning up in speed
Lost inside the dreams, of teen machines
The useless drags, the empty days
The lonely towers of long mistakes
To forgotten faces and faded loves
Sitting still was never enough
And if you're giving in, then you're giving up
'Cause in your sad machines
You'll forever stay
Burning up in speed
Lost inside the dreams, of teen machines
The endless drags of a death rock boy
Mascara sure and lipstick lost
Glitter burned by restless thoughts of being forgotten
And in your sad machines
You'll forever stay
Desperate and displeased with whoever you are
And you're a star
Somewhere he pulls his hair down over a frowning smile
A hidden diamond you cannot find
A secret star that cannot shine over to you
May the king of gloom, be forever doomed
And in your sad machines
You'll forever stay
Burning up in speed
Lost inside the dreams, of teen machines
The useless drags, the empty days
The lonely towers of long mistakes
To forgotten faces and faded loves
Sitting still was never enough
And if you're giving in, then you're giving up
'Cause in your sad machines
You'll forever stay
Burning up in speed
Lost inside the dreams, of teen machines
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A lot of it seems to be about finding freedom. Like doing things other people will frown upon and not caring because you're following your heart. And how you wish other people would do the same thing, and mourning the fact that you can't do anything to change them and break them out of the rut they're in now because they thought they had no choice.
Also, in a way, it seems to be about moving on. Not getting over things, but moving past them. Things from your past will still hurt, no matter what people tell you about "letting go," but you can still go on living and live happily anyway. Reality doesn't have happy endings or even resolutions most of the time, and we're all destined to become damaged goods, if not sooner then later. That's a given. What matters is, knowing that, what will you do?