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 alone
Coming home 'cause I want to Hang out with a starlet Stare up at the ceiling Preview of a screening Flashback of a feeling Six sense of a calling Heard you fuck through the wall, I Heard you fuck
When I'm bored I send vibrations In your direction From the satellite mind
When I'm bored I send vibrations In your direction From the satellite mind
I'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 Preview of a screening Hiding and revealing Six sense of a calling Heard you fuck through the wall, I Heard you fuck
When I'm bored I send vibrations In your direction From the satellite mind
When I'm bored I send vibrations In your direction From the satellite mind
When your voice Became vibrations From the satellite mind From the satellite mind