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I couldn't talk myself into believing that you're right Fear them hiding within your mind Spacemen, they won't to know when to stop The reasons for landing, isn't it fucked up enough? Please yourself All aboard the success Now you're chained to the dream Falling stars, void of sleep Why confess that there's problems in your head? Look around [x4] down here I couldn't talk myself into believing that you're right Fear them hiding within your mind Spacemen, they won't to know when to stop The reasons for landing, isn't it fucked up enough? I wouldn't want you to drag this out Satellites appear to be getting us lost (lost) [x7] From Letras Mania