Front Row

I'm in the front row with a bottle Don't know what I can't decide I'm in the front row, I'm a model Don't know what I can't describe Burnout stars, they shine so bright All of us Burnout stars, they shine so bright He's not perfect, he's my hero Smashing the piano, spitting on the front row Chronic confrontation, psychic conversation Radical compassion, louder than the action of All of us Burnout stars, they shine so bright All of us Burnout stars, they shine so bright All of the stars Burnout stars, they shine so bright All of us Burnout stars, they shine so bright I'm in the front row with a bottle Don't know what I can't decide I'm the front row, I'm a model Don't know what I can't describe Burnout stars, they shine so bright All of us Burnout stars, they shine so bright He's not perfect, he's a victim Of his occupation, social insulation Secret intervention, charge him with possession I just wanna watch him Make or break and beat them All of the stars Burnout stars, they shine so bright All of the stars Burnout stars, they shine so bright All of the stars Burnout stars, they shine so bright All of the stars Burnout stars, they shine so bright Burnout stars, they shine so bright Burnout stars, they shine so bright Burnout stars, they shine so bright Burnout stars, they shine so bright