Everything in Slow Motion
Satellite
Staring into space tonight, wondering where I went wrong
Always chasing endless daydreams. Everyone pretending. Attention they’re demanding. Yeah, I’m out
It’s a fiery descent. Piece by piece, intentionally I’ll disconnect. Never wanted to be your satellite
You like the sound of your own voice, but I’m not listening. Giving nothing to take everything
Killing good intentions. Forcing your opinions
Is there anyone that’s truly listening, or am I talking to myself again?
Is this love or hope? Just help me understand. Sell me. Sell me like you sell everyone else
I’m over it. Is this just all for nothing? I need to die for something to take my fears away?
Is this just all for nothing? I need to die for something to wash my tears away?