Stars

[Evan Barlow]
Don't reach for the stars, yeah
It's all in your head, it's all in your head
You won't make it far, yeah
Left for the dead, lay with your friends
Ride under the stars, yeah
You won't make it there, you won't make it there
You won't make it there, you won't make it there
Don't reach for the stars

The brighter the stars, yeah
It's all in your head, it's all in your head
You won't make it far, yeah
Left for the dead
Think of your friends
Brighter than stars, yеah
It's all in your head, it's all in your head, it's all in your head
You'rе already dead, you're already dead

Gotta swallow, I've finished another bottle
It's turning me hollow inside, acting like a zombie
[?] to grab another 50
Back 'til I pass out and black out into tomorrow
Wake up, same feeling
Sweaty palms, shaking arms
Having visions of fake shit
I don't wanna take shit
Voices controlling all the fake shit
Drank shit, drench shit, fuck I can't take shit!

Then I give into the pills
As I rummage through the cupboards for the thrills, hey
And welcome to the land in all feels
The land where you get inside, it's still real
Just stick 'em in and out of reality
We'll be dead, just having another casualty
Fuck it, he ain't gotta stare at it of you got [?] thinking rationally

These dragons keep attacking me, dragging me and scratching me
[?] and then dropped inside a bag
And this feeling that I'm feeling is of one I can't describe
Feeling is enough and it just numbed me deep inside
Like the way I shoulder me, offer up a hold on me
This hold on me, disowning me, remember that I'm trying to remember [?]

Stars, yeah
It's all in your head, it's all in your head
You won't make it far, yeah
Left for the dead, take from your friends
The brighter the stars, yeah
It's all in your head, it's all in your head
It's all in your head, you're already dead
I've been dead—ooh, don't reach for the stars, yeah
Oohh

[YUNGBLUD]
I've been dead for far too long
I've been chasing every single word I store
[?]
I see you've been training too well
I see it as part of myself
It wasn't for somebody else
Come on, get in on this, come on, get in on this
Stuck right, I can't lie
I got feelings in my mind
I can fight, I'm both sides
Will I see it one more time?
I don't wanna wake in the morning
The stars are still up and they're calling
It's not an obsession, it's stands for depression
Why are you flying before it?
Left for the dead, won't make it there

[Evan Barlow]
Don't reach for the stars
They're part of the stars, yeah
It's all in your head, it's all in your head
You won't make it far, yeah
Left for the dead
Make 'em your friends
The brighter the stars, yeah
It's all in your head, it's all in your head
It's all in your head, you're already dead
You're already, dead