Modest Mouse – Satellite Skin Lyrics | 15 years ago |
So far this is what I've been able to decipher: If you break these moth wing feelings Powdering dust on your fingers We know we're not praying we're kneeling Hard enough just to say you believe them Well how the heck did you think you could beat them At the same time that you're trying to be them Hard enough just to say you don't need it when they Serve it up while who wants to eat it? Well satellite, satellite skin Just to know, just to say you don't realize it Well everybody's willing to listen Oh satellite, satellite skin You can say what you want you're forgiven Well happy fucking congratulations Well everyone, everyone wins Just like being in my own solar system Doing good things but then totally eclipse them Oh what the use, oh what the hell? (Now I'm lost in the attica, attica!) If you break these moth wing feelings Butterfly knives [eyes?] in the ceiling Well everyone, everyone's waiting Detachments get praised and completed You can say what you want and not mean it When no one really seems to be waiting If you sweep up this mess I've created Nothing's left to show I existed Except satellite, satellite skin Asking for a question Was it easier said than was actually done Do you even believe that Do you even believe that there's a race to be won If you break these moth wing feelings I have seen it all become satellite skin Over innocent eyes I'd like to know that there's more[?] Their opinions get stacked in[?] All those usual a voice box [?] Just to tell you how I could not have seen Through to the gist of those unhappy, Happy accidents |
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