Cigarette day dreams fog my vision
overplayed scene from yesterday
puffed up in a cloud of suspicion
now the lilac reflection is burned in my mind
when i keep myself up at night
rain or shine
do you know ashes from ashes
and dust to dust
David bowie is rolling over in his grave
laid to rest with his rose tinted glasses
Ziggy stardust is a dead man walking
burned out like the best
but even the dead don't stop talking
please don't go, i love you so
i love you so
where am i gonna go my darling
please don't go
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