She builds her own satellite
From an old rusted chair
She leaves this old world behind
And the things that she cares
Maybe shes gone
But it wont be for long
What do I know?
Maybe shes found
What we all dream about
What do I know?
Shes beautiful and wonderful
I cant compare
Its not that fair
She builds a strong alibi
From the future thats here
She needs to know Im alive
And that Im flesh and I tear
Maybe shes wrong
But I wont mind my own
What do I know?
And their silicone
With a touch of her soul
What do I know?
Shes beautiful and wonderful
I cant compare
Its not that fair
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