Satellite Mind — Metric

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 the starlet Stare up at the ceiling, preview of a screening Flashback of a feeling, sixth sense of a calling I heard you fuck through the wall, I heard you fuck

When I’m bored I send vibrations in your direction Through a satellite mind When I’m bored I send vibrations in your direction Through a 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 the starlet Stare up at the ceiling, hiding and revealing Flashback of a feeling, sixth sense of a calling I heard you fuck through the wall, I heard you fuck

When I’m bored I send vibrations in your direction Through a satellite mind When I’m bored I send vibrations in your direction Through a satellite mind

When your voice became vibrations Through the satellite mind Through the satellite mind

It sounded like mine, mine, mine It sounded like It sounded like mine, mine, mine It sounded like It sounded like mine, mine It sounded like It sounded like