David Fridlund - Satellite lyrics

Keep kicking the ball boy, nobody knows If you're far from feelings or if you're too close Spring walks with 7-mile boots as we speak So rub your allergic eyes and look at me I see the trace you leave, the blood on the ground You never call out, you just hope that Somebody sees what you're doing As you're choking yourself Soon it's all over, your life on the shelf So you say you live in hell? Well you're like a satellite You're like a satellite You are like a satellite You sparkle in a void And here they come running With scissors and tape Mend it together or end up like they did Head in a bucket, you blindfolded fool Everyone's looking forward to meet you Though you don't believe it's true 'Cause you're like a satellite You're like satellite You are like a satellite You sparkle in a void Well, one is born with a silver spoon One is born with a dollar-grin How could they possibly know what it means? One is born a liar and one is born a thief One is born self-confident, one is born a shaking leaf One is born a devil and one is born an angel One walks around uptight and one is calm and at ease And one was born into me So 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 Here you come sliding back into my head again Just like an orphan, you don't really belong Take a deep breath now and try to stay calm And something great will come And we're all like satellites We're all like satellites We are all like satellites We sparkle in a void