Lyrics Red Stars (Lukewarm Lover Mix By Il Attire) - The Birthday Massacre

It's my red star
It's my red star (oh, I know)
Best of cruel intentions
Finding what they fail to mention
No truth, all pretension
Raise your hand to give attention
You give it, we take it
You build it, we break it
You sign and we erase it
You feel it, we fake it
It's my red star (steal it)
It's my red star (can't let go)
It's my red star (conceal it)
It's my red star
Oh, I know
Wasted education
Celebrating imitation
Misplaced admiration
Speaking for a generation
You give it, we take it
You build it, we break it
You sign and we erase it
You feel it, we fake it
It's my red star (steal it)
It's my red star (can't let go)
It's my red star (conceal it)
It's my red star
Oh, I know
Oh, I know
Oh, I know
It's my red star
It's my red star, oh, I know
It's my red star
It's my red star, oh, I know
Oh, I know
Oh, I know