Satellite Pilot - The Other One

Everybody sits in lobbies
Feels so fully I'm so fally
Catch me crashing through the glass were moving faster than the past could
Ever haunt me oh are we
Some kind of zombie
Give me flesh then smell my breath oo I need that ego death more than my phone
My phones tellin me all I see is like

A British assembly man
Stonehenge mountain top
Cauliflower can
Castles in a line

So much is speeding on by
So much reading oh my
Misleading your mind
And stretching my eyes closed

And now its so fragile to the touch
All that you hold
The wind could blow
Could blow

Thoughts are forming
Brains are storming
Cloudy warnings tonight
I know

A sunny morning
You look so lovely
Would you like to take a scroll inside
What a show

Time well wasted
Frowning Faces
Everywhere you go
But it's cool

Written by:
Alex Moore

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