Watching the Satellite
Watch the satellite
From the window of my room
Standing like I have been
In the dark since afternoon
Don’t know how I feel
Emotions becoming one
Can’t think straight
Can’t see straight
Watch the satellite
In orbit in the dark
Wondering if I would feel better
Away from here and far
Cant place on how I feel
Emotions becoming one
Can’t see straight
Can’t stop the pain or the bleeding
Watch the satellite
A man-made star
And I hope upon this fakery
That I can feel...
Like me again
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