Stuff of Stars

You got your eyes on the prize Need no man to survive Need no lover to set you free And if I may speak my mind I'd be glad to oblige Girl you know you can lean on me So we can feed off the tension We don't need to mention Our crippling anxiety It's how we purge and we cleanse How we make amends With our own realities God, we wanna fall in love But we just can't get close enough And if we feel too much It's cause we're made of stuff of stars We're always breaking hearts We got our youth on our side Our confident stride Away from sobriety And so together we'll ride These turbulent tides Of our own impurities So we can feed off the tension With love and affection We're rolling on ecstasy It's how we purge and we cleanse I'll smoke and you'll dance And we'll be in harmony I got my lips on your gun Trigger happy and dumb Bohemian rhapsody You got your hair in a bun Body's tender and done I want you unraveling So I can taste your complexion You left an impression Embedded in memory Now the sun's in the west The sheets are a mess Your scent is all over me