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My Satellite - Golden Gloves Lyrics

So it comes down to this
Nothing to keep
No one to miss
They're just salutations and ruminations
Empty hearts. Empty suits
So I'm alone, and drinking too
This haze takes me away
The wounds are healed for a day
And I won't die

This smoke gives me away
I'll sleep soundly today
And I am time
Praying to bottles
Caving, it coddles
I'm falling into outer places and darker spaces
This flailing heart is calling you when
I'm alone, and drinking too.