Tytuł: Satellite

• Wykonawca: Strung Out
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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
  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 anger nothing matters much
  But the reasuring sound of a voice buzzing through the stereo
  All this imagery and sound
  With words that bite and tear out
  So watch me for myself
  Again now I found my voice again now.