Hold it, I'm about to drop off
Let me tell you my last thought
Drift into a deep fog
Lost where I forgot to hold it
I can feel you most when I'm alone

Coming home 'cause I want to
Hang out with a starlet
Stare up at the ceiling
Preview of a screening
Flashback of a feeling
Sick sense of a calling
Heard you fuck through the wall
I heard you fuck

When I'm bored
I send vibrations
In your direction
Through the satellite mind

When I'm bored
I send vibrations
In your direction
Through the satellite mind

I'm not suicidal
I just can't get out of bed
I drift into a deep fog
Lost where I forgot to hold it
I can feel you most when I'm alone
I can fell your ghost when I'm alone

Coming home 'cause I want to
Hang out with a starlet
Stare up at the ceiling
Hiding and revealing
Flashback of a feeling
Sick sense of a calling
Heard you fuck through the wall
I heard you fuck

When I'm bored
I send vibrations
In your direction
Through the satellite mind

When I'm bored
I send vibrations
In your direction
Through the satellite mind

When your voice
Became vibrations
Through the satellite mind
Through the satellite mind

It sounded like mine, mine, mine
It sounded like ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

It sounded like mine, mine, mine
It sounded like you, you, ooh

It sounded like mine, mine
It sounded like ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

It sounded like mine, mine, mine
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

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Writer(s): Emily Haines, James Shaw