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• Artiste: Scars On 45
• Titre: Satellite Town
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Flashes of lightning, buckets of rain Hitting down hard upon the backway Everyday seasons in the satellite town Remember our stories, the summer long weeks Hourlong kisses on the back seat Everyday dreaming in the satellite town What can we become If we never want to change Cause I'll pretend that I'm a winner I'm a losing that can lie How I wish I was a fighter But I've been running through the whole of my life I wanna be a free spirit But I need somewhere I belong How can something that feels so right Make me feel so wrong Oh, how could I be so wrong Beautiful weekends, we're [?] Stumbling home along the backstreets Everyday dealings in the satellite town Well I had to fall on these stupid ideas Still thinking we're living through our college years It's an everyday feeling in the satellite town Cause I'll pretend that I'm a winner I'm a losing that can lie How I wish I was a fighter But I've been running through the whole of my life I wanna be a free spirit But I need somewhere I belong How can something that feels so right Make me feel so wrong Oh, how could I be so wrong Oh, how I could I be so wrong What can we become If we never want to change I let my colours run I let my colours fade Cause I'll pretend that I'm a winner I'm a losing that can lie How I wish I was a fighter But I've been running through the whole of my life I wanna be a free spirit But I need somewhere I belong How can something that feels so right Make me feel so wrong Oh, how I could I be so wrong Oh, how I could I be so wrong Oh, how I could I be so wrong