SATELLITE
Koste
GENRE Above the satellite, a never-ending lights
I think I'm going blind, I'm losing track of time
Falling through the sky, with hopes of finding you
When you took me home, when I lost control
Said are you alright, I said not at all
Sometimes I'm just better on my own
And when you're up at night, do I ever cross your mind?
Do I turn to keep your eyes from closing
And when you're wide awake, do you sit down and replay
The minor thing that keeps you from coping
I guess it's fucked up, I hope you're thinking about me still
Counting down the days until, I come home
And I, I thought that I knew better than this
Triеd to love you in this weather
Thе clouds above our head, six shades of chrome
But I, I know a place where we can go
We're overgrown, we're missing tropes
I know you like to be alone
And when you're up at night, do I ever cross your mind?
Do I turn to keep your eyes from closing
And when you're wide awake, do you sit down and replay
The minor thing that keeps you from coping
I think I'm going blind, I'm losing track of time
Falling through the sky, with hopes of finding you
When you took me home, when I lost control
Said are you alright, I said not at all
Sometimes I'm just better on my own
And when you're up at night, do I ever cross your mind?
Do I turn to keep your eyes from closing
And when you're wide awake, do you sit down and replay
The minor thing that keeps you from coping
I guess it's fucked up, I hope you're thinking about me still
Counting down the days until, I come home
And I, I thought that I knew better than this
Triеd to love you in this weather
Thе clouds above our head, six shades of chrome
But I, I know a place where we can go
We're overgrown, we're missing tropes
I know you like to be alone
And when you're up at night, do I ever cross your mind?
Do I turn to keep your eyes from closing
And when you're wide awake, do you sit down and replay
The minor thing that keeps you from coping
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