Hold it, I'm about to drop off   Let me tell you my last thought   Drift into a deep fog, lost where I forgot to   Hold it, I can feel you most when I'm alone      Coming home 'cause I want to hang out with the starlet   Stare up at the ceiling, preview of a screening   Flashback of a feeling, sixth sense of a call   And heard you fuck through the wall, I heard you fuck      When I'm bored I send vibrations in your direction   Through the satellite mind   When I'm bored I send vibrations in your direction   Through the satellite mind      I'm not suicidal, I just can't get out of bed   I drift into a deep fog, lost where I forgot to   Hold it, I can feel you most when I'm alone   I can feel your ghost when I'm alone      Coming home 'cause I want to hang out with the starlet   Stare up at the ceiling, hiding and revealing   Flashback of a feeling, sixth sense of a calling   And heard you fuck through the wall, I heard you fuck      When I'm bored I send vibrations in your direction   Through the satellite mind   When I'm bored I send vibrations in your direction   Through the satellite mind   When I'm bored I send vibrations   Through a satellite mind, through the satellite mind      A satellite mind, mind, mind, a satellite   A satellite mind, mind, mind, a satellite   A satellite mind, mind, a satellite, a satellite