Satellite
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I was satellite As pushing through the stars And I was nebullite As faking it with the stars I was freaking out To see you there And now I’m crying out Hoping that you might hear Hiding in corners I'm trying to protect myself from me Safety in numbers I’ll run away if you reject me And I couldn’t feel a thing Hours inebriated I couldn’t feel a thing I felt so segregated |
No information currenty available. Supersystem Album - Satellite - 2.47 |
