Song parody of
Satellite Mind
by Metric
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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 out at the ceiling
Preview of a screening
Flashback of a feeling
Sick sense of calling
I heard you fuck through the wall
I heard you fuck
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 when I'm alone
I can fell your ghost when I'm alone
Coming home cause I want to
Hang out with a starlet
Stare out at the ceiling
Preview of a screening
Flashback of a feeling
Sick sense of calling
I 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 your voice
Became vibrations
From the satellite mind
It sounded like mine
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 out at the ceiling
Preview of a screening
Flashback of a feeling
Sick sense of calling
I heard you fuck through the wall
I heard you fuck
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 when I'm alone
I can fell your ghost when I'm alone
Coming home cause I want to
Hang out with a starlet
Stare out at the ceiling
Preview of a screening
Flashback of a feeling
Sick sense of calling
I 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 your voice
Became vibrations
From the satellite mind
It sounded like mine
