Songwriters: Maida, M; Lanni, Arnold; Turner, M; Eacrett, C
I've read the bible, i've read Dylan,
I'm reading people now
Because it is much more chilling
I sit on a satellite
With the stars made of gold
There's life through that hollow lens
I know supersatellite
I watch the traffic,
I find the seeds
There's one man in particular
Who's not what he seems
I can't focus in
On the lies in his head
He's convinced that his blood is blue
But it's red
Supersatellite
Nothing dazzles me,
I am in his dreams
Nothing is shocking,
Transparent human being
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