Supersattelite

I've read the bible, I've read Dylan,

And I'm reading people now

Because it's much more chilling

I sit, sit, on a satellite

With the stars made of gold

There's life in this hollow lens

well I know, know, i know, yea



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I watch the traffic,

And I find the seeds, oh,

and one man in particular

well he's not what he seems

so i quick, quick

I can't focus in

On the lies in his head

Convinced, oh, that his blood is blue

well it's red, red, red, yea



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super yea



And nothing dazzles me, I am in his dreams

And nothing is shocking, transparent human being



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super yea

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super, super, super



On the soul inside the world

Far better than the eye inside the mind

Fuck you, I am you, you hear me

Stop crying, stop crying