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letra de satellites - daniel novello

[hook]
we used to bump that bruce on the stereo
until ’06 came and dad hit the road
god i hate this house what an empty home
i just wanna find a place where i belong
with the satellites up in the sky way up in the sky
the satellites passing me by just passing me by

[1st verse: daniel novello]
riding my bike through my old neighborhood
with my mom by my side, yeh the times were good
and then i turned 9 when my parents split up
i guess it felt like a dream, but i never woke up
i couldn’t cope with the pain
took a trip for some days
didn’t know another way
so i smoke to escape
tryna feel change, but i always feel the same
always feel the same, always feel like a waste
empty on the inside
praying to a pink sky, asking for some advice
tryna get some insight
i don’t wanna live a lie
i will never compromise
i just wanna live my life
tell me its gonna be alright
all i really need is time
thats all i really need to shine
i know my time is coming by
and i don’t have to fantasize
no i don’t have to fantasize

[hook]
we used to bump that bruce on the stereo
until ’06 came and dad hit the road
god i hate house what an empty home
i just wanna find a place where i belong
with the satellites up in the sky way up in the sky
the satellites passing me by just passing me by

[2nd verse: fontana-]
small cottage house in henry county
green carpet, cracks in my screen
my dad’s drinking every night, im stuck in my room
my step mom’s such a b-tch, i hate her
got no friends on this end, just strangers
bad haircuts, shaky cable, i’m doomed
mowing the lawn
wishing i could be home with my mom
going to the creek and catching frogs
i had pegs on my huffy (but no one would tag along)
took a sip of dad’s liquor (took my first hit from a bong)
doing push ups in the tool shed (first discovered p-rn)
nudie mags in my twin bed (i ain’t have a phone)
sister almost burned the house down (i had locked my door)
fell asleep fire department looking like (n-gga)

[skit]
what the h-ll is wrong with you?
why the h-ll would you lock your door
you understand you almost could’ve died from carbon monoxide!?!?

- daniel novello

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