Hidden stars It's hard to know what I'm feeling not suffering is what I'm looking for Searching for support from the dreamers love me like I did Bounce. It's too late Phone me. It's too late Shine. Like I did Shine or f.a.d.e.? Deathbed, all I taste today is rotten full of sawdust To reveal what is off Listen. I discovered the frames of this sickness after buried to hide Expose to remember the time we spent screaming trying to turn off the sun Waiting for the last train to send us to the end send us to the end. a train to the end a train to the end a train to the END a train to the END Bounce. It's too late Phone me. It's too late Rise or let it Shine or f.a.d.e.? Deathbed, all I taste today... Save me my princess Shine or DIE It's too late HIDDEN STARS It's too late