I've been waiting days for ways to carve me in.
Poppin' pills so sadness won't show on my skin.
Baby, what's wrong with you?
Can't you see I have an appetite.
Wait, what's wrong with me?
Lonely.
Lonely, as a satellite.
Is it trust, or lack there are that makes me weak?
Is it mine or by design that I am here?
Darling, will you let me live?
This is something I can't give.
Darling, you were right for this.
This is something I can't mage.
Darling, will you let me live?
This is something I can't give.
Darling, you were right for this.
This is something I can't mage.
Darling will you let me live?
This is something I can take.
Darling, you were right for this.
This is something I can take
(satellite).
Darling, will you let me live?
This is something I can take.
Ahh-ahh-ahh.
This is something i can make
(satellite).
Writer(s): Gianluca Buccellati, Valerie Teicher
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