Hold it, I'm about to drop off
Let me tell you my last thought
Drift into a deep fog
Lost where I forgot to hold it
I can feel you most when I'm aloneComing home 'cause I want to
Hang out with a starlet
Stare up at the ceiling
Preview of the screening
Flashback of a feeling
Sixth sense of a calling
Heard you fuck through the wall
I heard you fuck
When I'm bored
I send vibrations
In your direction
Through the satellite mindWhen I'm bored
I send vibrations
In your direction
Through the satellite mindI'm not suicidal
I just can't get out of bed
I drift into a deep fog
Lost where I forgot to hold it
I can feel you most when I'm alone
I can feel your ghost when I'm alone
Coming home 'cause I want to
Hang out with a starlet
Stare up at the ceiling
Hiding and revealing
Flashback of a feeling
Sick sense of a calling
Heard you fuck through the wall
I heard you fuckWhen I'm bored
I send vibrations
In your direction
Through the satellite mindWhen I'm bored
I send vibrations
In your direction
Through the satellite mindWhen your voice
Became vibrations
Through the satellite mind
Through the satellite mind
It sounded like mine...
Song Discussions is protected by U.S. Patent 9401941. Other patents pending.
