Ride On Shooting Star Lyrics

Pillows Ride On Shooting Star

The sky paints an orange slide, And pride is dangled like a sponge.

Spider, the taste of capturing something alive. You don't need to hide it. I want dream in color too.

Ride on shooting star, With the voice in my heart, I sang out like a shotgun.

A grungy hamster, acting adult. And a vengeful lobster drags it along.

Sniper, At the edge of the world, what can you see? Before I aim, I want to touch it.

Ride on shooting star, I was looking for you, but through my withdrawal, I was lying.

Ride on shooting star, With the voice in my heart, I sang out like a shotgun.