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Текст песни BT - Satellite

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She smells of the sun

And shes constantly saying

Thats its all right,

Because lies sound so nice.

And like soil to seed goes

To casting my fears aside...

She says, "the satellite is coming".

I pray, the wrecking ball is waining

She says, "the satellite is coming.

Its come to take us home".

Satellite...

Still smells of the sun

And the light that brings healing

Is burning my eyes

And the dark seems so nice

And Im choking on blessings that I can receive

I hide.

She says, "the satellite is coming".

I pray, wrecking ball is waining.

She says, "the satellite is coming.

Its come to take us home".

(repeat out)