Satellite Testo

I was satellite
As pushing through the stars
And I was nebullite
As faking it with the stars
I was freaking out
To see you there
And now Iâ??m crying out
Hoping that you might hear

High in the corners In time to take myself from me
Safety in numbers
Iâ??ll run away if you reject me
And I couldnâ??t feel a thing
Hours inebriated
I couldnâ??t feel a thing
I felt so segregated