Satellite

 Tác giả : Elliott Smith

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While the hands are pointing up midnight
You're a question mark coming after people you watched collide
You can ask what you want to the satellite
Cos the names you drop put ice in my veins
And for all you know you're the only one who finds it strange
When they call it a lover's moon
The satellite
Cos it acts just like lovers do
The satellite
A burned out world you know
Staying up all night
The satellite

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