Seventeen months you left this place without your face And I've been tellin' him, Tellin' him not to go For the phone
Words don't come across the same I'm sick of livin' life on a stupid machine On a satellite, It's a satellite
And if it doesn't work out we'll never speak again I'm just sick of living my life on a stupid machine On a satellite, It's a satellite
Just three more hours to go Finally think I'm not scared anymore Gotta lot to change before It's ours ours ours ours
I change for the better Oh oh oh whoa oh I change for the better Oh oh oh whoa oh I change for the better Oh oh oh whoa oh I change for the better Oh oh oh whoa oh
Seventeen months you left this place without your face And I've been tellin' him, Tellin' him not to go For the phone But your words don't come across the same And I'm sick of livin' life on a stupid machine On a satellite, It's a satellite
And if it doesn't work out we'll never speak again I'm just sick of living my life on a stupid machine On a satellite, It's a satellite
Just three more hours to go Finally think I'm not scared anymore Gotta lot to change before It's ours ours ours ours
I change for the better Oh oh oh whoa oh I change for the better Oh oh oh whoa oh I change for the better Oh oh oh whoa oh I change for the better Oh oh oh whoa oh
Laymen Terms - Tonite If here you say We're all grown up with intelligent minds, so stand up straight Well clean your mouth with your dirty hands or your filthy mind And Listen in The reverb
Laymen Terms - Mrs. Allyson Don't be so scared Mrs. Allyson Just like you always were 'Cause I'm so damn near you I can almost taste The sweat on your lips Don't be so
Laymen Terms - Desert Skies Desert skies Open lies and trust Just drive for a while Think over the mines between us Summer's gone and gone again New home, new songs, I hate live friends
Laymen Terms - Temple Say what you will You may It's giving you up And hate all the songs That brought you close to us Hear the {?} Let your black hearts live Makes
Laymen Terms - Satellite Seventeen months you left this place without your face And I've been tellin' him, Tellin' him not to go For the phone Words don't come across the same