Lou Reed In My City

de Love of Lesbian

Satellites, we always fly like satellites
And devil comes and smiles with us
And devil is called like you

Oh, kill the pain
Oh satellite, please, kill your pain
It's not a grey day as you think
I always run on you

If Monday morning is coming as an endless film
Rise your eyes and see this satellite exists
Satellite is over you, over you

Oh, satellites
Don't be scared, my precious child
My little home will always fly
And always over you

If Monday morning is coming as an endless film
Rise your eyes and see this satellite exists

But kill the pain
When nothing matters, kill the pain
This satellite will drift some day
And still you'll feel my heat

Satellite is over you, over you
Still this satellite's around
Still this satellite's around
This satellite cares for you
It cares for you
Still this satellite's around
Still this satellite's around

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