Mammoth Indigo - God-Made Satellite | Текст песни

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• Mammoth Indigo
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Hi, I loved you in a dream
In real life, I hope that you love me
With all this love
All this love
All this love
All this love

Guess I'm a fighter
Fighting all my life to not fight
I'm not a lover
because I never got your love back in return

You are a radio station
Catching signals from a source up in the sky
Your brain is information, your antennae, yah
Your mind is such a god-made satellite

I know you don't got money
I don't care it's funny
Please don't go back south
This may be the last time that you see my face
I'm broke, every part of me
Come home, the winter feels dark to me
Unveil your torch light bright for me
Help me see what the hell I'm doing here

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