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Steaming Satellites
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Unreal
Late night, terrified
Talking about the perfection that you saw
hygiene, dopamin,
let me take you back to the dancefloor
Oh what a great night
look at all the knocked out pretenders
trying to flip a coin
oh what a cage fight
driving me to distraction
but it feels so good
well I've got something to admit
I feel like everything's unreal
still I hope you don't mind
late night crucified
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talking about the deception that you saw
hygiene submarine
let me take you back to the dance floor
taking back control
well I've got something to admit
I feel like everything's unreal
I hope you don't mind
I wanna shine lay it on the line
out of my neighborhood
I wanna know it all
I need to move out of my neighborhood
cause I don't feel good
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