Powderin' dust on your fingers

Well, now were not prayin', we're kneelin'



Hard enough just to say you believe them

Well, how the heck did you think you could beat them?

At the same time that your tryin' to be them



Hard enough just to say you don't need it

When they took it up while you were still eatin'

Well, satellite, satellite skin



Just to know, just to say you don't realize it

Well, everyone's willin' to listen

Oh, satellite, satellite skin



You can say what you want, you're forgiven

Well, happy fuckin' congratulations

Well, everyone, everyone wins



Just like bein' my own solar system

Doin' good things but they totally eclipse them

Oh, what the use, oh, what the hell



If you break these moth wing feelin's

Butterfly knives in the ceilin'

Well, everyone, everyone's waitin'



Detachments gets praised and completed

You can say what you want and not mean it

Well, no one really seems to be waitin'



If you sweep up this mess I created

Nothin's left to show I existed

Oh, satellite, satellite skin



Askin' for a question

Was it easier said then was actually done?

Do you even believe them?

Do you even believe that there's a race to be won?



If you bring these moth wing feeling'

I have seen it all become satellite skin

Openin' some eyes



A knack to know that it's not their opinions

Get stacked in all those usual avoided spots

Just to tell you I could not have seen

Through to the gist of those unhappy, happy accidents