My Body's Made of Crushed Little Stars

I'm not doing anything
 I'm not doing anything
 My body's made of crushed little stars
 And I'm not doing anything
 I wanna see the whole world
 I wanna see the whole world
 I don't know how I'm gonna pay rent
 I wanna see the whole world
 Would you kill me, Jerusalem?
 Kill me, Jerusalem
 Kill me, Jerusalem
 Come find me
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 I better ace that interview
 I better ace that interview
 I should tell them that I'm not afraid to die
 I better ace that interview
 Uh
 I work better under a deadline
 I work better under a deadline
 I pick an age when I'm gonna disappear
 Until then, I can try again
 Until then, I can try again
 Kill me, Jerusalem
 Kill me, Jerusalem
 Kill me, Jerusalem
 Go and kill me