Satellites
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Description
Molly Picture Club and German filmmaker Knut Holst teamed to bring you the best zombie noir rock video ever made.
Lyrics
planning out the perfect crime damn girl ruin it every time what's left is right in this town tonight hard to see your face behind those eyes headin' out and my heads on when they come around I'll be gone pulverized smashed up satellites now there's nothing on tonight everything is temporary nothing short of ordinary flavored tricks for the week everyone is just pretending all the while my time's wasting bomb ticks, phone rings and I'm still waiting you told me I was going blind stuck your trophies in my eyes so profound professor, so profound you are all the rage in your tiny town everything is temporary all the lines end up ordinary what's the use we keep talking away everyone's so understanding nodding off they're all sleeping bomb ticks, phone rings and I'm still waiting