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Weezer - Starstruck

Weezer - Starstruck

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Weezer - Starstruck

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Do you remember the day
When I used to play
In the back yard
When life wasn't so hard?
Now times have changed
And we're not the same
The light inside ourselves got lost in the game
But you're all grown up, not goin anywhere
But it seems to me that you don't seem to care
Still I got my chance to succeed
It's my turn to play
Watch me be a star now
it's ok look at you now, struck by a star
look no one's watchin, to find who you are
look at you now, struck by a star
look no one's watchin, to find out who you are
You're still the boy I always knew before
Everything's gone and still you want more
More of this life, than you deserve
Where are all the tears, from the heart's you've burned?
look at you now, struck by a star
look no one's watchin, to find who you are
look at you now, struck by a star
look no one's watchin, to find who you are
I don't remember that day
I never used to play
What backyard?
Life was never hard
Nothing has changed
We're the same
We're the same
We're the same
We're the same
look at you now, struck by a star
look no one's watchin, to find who you are
look at you now, struck by a star
look no one's watchin, to find who you are


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