This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
Set me on fire white liquor girl
Come burning down my throat pristine and pure
We have been slaving all day long
Among these neon lit half slums
Toasting our false hurray
The late night favors drinking itself numb
Come out tonight white liquor girl
One million stars can't heat such a cold cold world
One million distant vacant lights
All glaring down on you tonight
Lighting a distant vacant sky
One million distant vacant lies
Under sad stars in dingy bars
We turn away we tear apart
One drop of grace distant and safe
They cannot touch you where you are
Cold shafts of rain falling dark gray
Falling so far they can't be saved
They cannot hurt you anymore
Here underneath these sad sad stars
So turn out the light white liquor girl
One shot could set you free from your troubled coil
You have been burning bright in vain
Here underneath the sad sad rain
Painting the town as black as sin
Begging to get done wrong again
Under sad stars in dingy bars
We turn away we tear apart
One drop of grace distant and safe
They cannot touch you where you are
Cold shafts of rain falling dark gray
Falling so far they can't be saved
They cannot hurt you anymore
Here underneath these sad sad stars
Under sad stars in dingy bars
We turn away we tear apart
One drop of grace distant and safe
They cannot touch you where you are
Cold shafts of rain falling dark gray
Falling so far they can't be saved
They cannot hurt you anymore
Here underneath these sad sad stars
Come burning down my throat pristine and pure
We have been slaving all day long
Among these neon lit half slums
Toasting our false hurray
The late night favors drinking itself numb
Come out tonight white liquor girl
One million stars can't heat such a cold cold world
One million distant vacant lights
All glaring down on you tonight
Lighting a distant vacant sky
One million distant vacant lies
Under sad stars in dingy bars
We turn away we tear apart
One drop of grace distant and safe
They cannot touch you where you are
Cold shafts of rain falling dark gray
Falling so far they can't be saved
They cannot hurt you anymore
Here underneath these sad sad stars
So turn out the light white liquor girl
One shot could set you free from your troubled coil
You have been burning bright in vain
Here underneath the sad sad rain
Painting the town as black as sin
Begging to get done wrong again
Under sad stars in dingy bars
We turn away we tear apart
One drop of grace distant and safe
They cannot touch you where you are
Cold shafts of rain falling dark gray
Falling so far they can't be saved
They cannot hurt you anymore
Here underneath these sad sad stars
Under sad stars in dingy bars
We turn away we tear apart
One drop of grace distant and safe
They cannot touch you where you are
Cold shafts of rain falling dark gray
Falling so far they can't be saved
They cannot hurt you anymore
Here underneath these sad sad stars
Lyrics submitted by lurkinginsagas
Under Sad Stars Lyrics as written by Eric Emil Bachmann
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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i guess i and a couple others are the only crooked fingers fans here. oh well. they can be my secret treasure.
this song is so damned right. this is how i feel every night i go out drinking, which is frequent. "they cannot hurt you anymore" he says. but who will save me from myself?