song choice

Satelitte Mind

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 call. I
Heard you fuck through the wall. I
Heard you fuck. When I bored,
I send virations
In your direction
Through a satelitte mind.