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Allan Hill - Satellite Motel Lyrics

My friend sold out for a job at a desk on the fourteenth floor in the city
I said I'm happy for you but if I'm being honest it sounds like hell to me
I spent a week on the coast with a stranger who I'd overwrite like a movie
Laying awake under bedsheets and biting my cheeks till the light of the morning

Sweating it out
Breathing it in
Are you asleep?
Couldn't have been

Driving the length of the highway racing the train on its way to the station
"Who would have thought you'd be here?", I would say after 45 minute of waiting

Get in the front seat
I'm taking you home
You asked if I planned this
Just to get you alone

Just to kill time in the car
Just to for a night in the living room
Just to make out in a motel room for a while
And why does it still feel strange
That everything has to be linear
When everything has a beginning
And everything ends
Everything ends
Now I'm parked outside the church with nothing better to aspire to in sight
And I went to drive you home but I had nothing else to say after goodnight
And I have made a habit out of waiting for the world to wrap around me
And I say, "That's how it should be"
But I could be wrong