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Strung Out - Satellite lyrics
I'll understand if you're not feeling well enough to write I'll understand if you've got way too many things to do you see I've been sitting here for an hour trying to finish what I started Now it seems every line gets harder and never really what I wanna say So I hope this letter finds you well It's taken me a little while to sit and spell out everything I wanna say But I think I'm ready to convey You're the reason that I play at all You got me thinking how a song can change it all If there's any wonder how I made it through Well I tell them that's between me and you, well Someday I'll thank you if I see you around But for now I'll just keep this letter to myself And a song I'll probably never sing for you Like a satellite Spinning 'round my head in sound When you're sixteen and you're full of pain Yeah nothing matters much but the sound of broken bottles and hearts And the ties that bind you to what you can't ignore In a world where I had no control I used my voice as a weapon that I could hold I screamed and shouted until I played I meant every single word I said You're the reason that I care at all You got me thinking how a song can change it all If there's anyone that I want to hear Well nothing's ever been so clear Someday I'll thank you if I see you around But for now I'll just keep this letter to myself And a song I'll probably never sing for you Like a satellite Spinning 'round my head in sound Like a song I won't forget Oh satellite spinning 'round my head Like a song I won't forget When we're all grown up and looking for that angerr nothing matters much But |
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