Lying in my bed
6 hours till the next
She knows I'm lost just like she likes
My sleep it's in distress
Lying on my chest
But coming for my neck
She takes her time with every line
Her fingers and her breaths
Bleary eyed, phones lights, receive like satellites
Fingers crossed I pray, she knows I'm in the right
Crimson sky, my delight, won't be the last time
I guess we're both the same, probably by design
Probably by design
Probably by design
I know that she wants to take off she wants to go from me
But I got index locked to middle while she's telling me
She says two words, I'm f*cked, was praying that she'd go for three
Time a day for me to wake I best cast off this fantasy
(Best cast off this fantasy)
Lying in my bed
6 hours till the next
She knows I'm lost just like she likes
My sleep its in distress
Lying on my chest
But coming for my neck
She takes her time with every line
Her fingers and her breaths
Bleary eyed, phones lights, receive like satellites
Fingers crossed I pray, she knows I'm in the right
Crimson sky, my delight, won't be the last time
I guess we're both the same, probably by design
Probably by design
GORTEXxx - Satellite Lyrics
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English
Lying in my bed
6 hours till the next
She knows I'm lost just like she likes
My sleep it's in distress
Lying on my chest
But coming for my neck
She takes her time with every line
Her fingers and her breaths
Bleary eyed, phones lights, receive like satellites
Fingers crossed I pray, she knows I'm in the right
Crimson sky, my delight, won't be the last time
I guess we're both the same, probably by design
Probably by design
Probably by design
I know that she wants to take off she wants to go from me
But I got index locked to middle while she's telling me
She says two words, I'm f*cked, was praying that she'd go for three
Time a day for me to wake I best cast off this fantasy
(Best cast off this fantasy)
Lying in my bed
6 hours till the next
She knows I'm lost just like she likes
My sleep its in distress
Lying on my chest
But coming for my neck
She takes her time with every line
Her fingers and her breaths
Bleary eyed, phones lights, receive like satellites
Fingers crossed I pray, she knows I'm in the right
Crimson sky, my delight, won't be the last time
I guess we're both the same, probably by design
Probably by design
6 hours till the next
She knows I'm lost just like she likes
My sleep it's in distress
Lying on my chest
But coming for my neck
She takes her time with every line
Her fingers and her breaths
Bleary eyed, phones lights, receive like satellites
Fingers crossed I pray, she knows I'm in the right
Crimson sky, my delight, won't be the last time
I guess we're both the same, probably by design
Probably by design
Probably by design
I know that she wants to take off she wants to go from me
But I got index locked to middle while she's telling me
She says two words, I'm f*cked, was praying that she'd go for three
Time a day for me to wake I best cast off this fantasy
(Best cast off this fantasy)
Lying in my bed
6 hours till the next
She knows I'm lost just like she likes
My sleep its in distress
Lying on my chest
But coming for my neck
She takes her time with every line
Her fingers and her breaths
Bleary eyed, phones lights, receive like satellites
Fingers crossed I pray, she knows I'm in the right
Crimson sky, my delight, won't be the last time
I guess we're both the same, probably by design
Probably by design
Writer: Jay Keenan
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid