I touch myself until I am through.
I am a crazy Northern Star.
Where is the pride from the new boy in town?
I am just a Northern Star.
I stamp your streets with diseases from home
Honour, integrity, ambition.
Stick to my mind
Or reflect yours?
As I waver
People think I am still a Northern Star.
A breath of poison
But people don't know
How close I am
To saying yes.
To giving up.
Am I still a Northern Star?
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