Issue No 117 Satellites Lyrics

Open the satellites, open the satellites
Open the satellites, open the satellites

Open the satellites, open the satellites
Open the satellites, open the satellites

She's such girly in this big space
I can't read them, she left dreams

Open the satellites, open the satellites
Open the satellites, open the satellites

Yes, yes, as the thoughts join the night
I'mma push bright eyes up to the sky
I can see them, two, three, four, five thousand of them
And I remember when the world was divided
By a wall of concrete and a cube full of iron
Still pull them out to the space and we don't return, oh, what a waste

Open the satellites, open the satellites
Open the satellites, open the satellites
Open the satellites, open the satellites

Ain't coming out that well
I have a brand new spell
Ain't coming out that well