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There's competition in the sky that we can't see, over us Preoccupied with what we try to understand, within our trust In the past life close to the borderline I try to call you up with the boost from the satellite Listen to the rhythm that I play on the phone line I'm only a pixel in this world This technology makes me so aware of how, small I am I see the world in such a way that was not meant, for any man, no In the past life close to the borderline I try to call you up with the boost from the satellite Listen to the rhythm that I play on the phone line I'm only a pixel in this world In the past life close to the borderline I try to call you up with the boost from the satellite Listen to the rhythm that I play on the phone line I'm only a pixel in this world In the past life close to the borderline I try to call you up with the boost from the satellite Listen to the rhythm that I play on the phone line I'm only a pixel in this world From Letras Mania