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Sattellite - Pulp Lyrics




Life too vivid guess I'll try turnin' the gamma down
But fade away too fast it gets more blurry by the minute
The pool's too deep and it's like I can't even stand to drown
Guess I'm just a fool for even thinking I was different
Don't practice sober living but I got intentions
Tried to take a sip but I took the gulp
Though it's your water, it's his thirst you're quenchin
Life ain't much sweeter when you taste the pulp
I know where to aim, I just lack proper precision
Feel the burning though I know it's only gastric
Gotta tuck away and prepare for the collision
It's hard to hear my dreams over all the static

Yah
Yah

Endless possibilities but all I see is static
Waiting for the fire to make life more sporadic
Stuck stagnant, waiting for the undercurrent
Tangled in the netting, wish I wasn't such a burden
Mouth full of cotton, say it's getting hard to speak
I ain't never thought it, I'm just waiting for the peak
I strive to succeed but that ain't in my repertoire
You don't like my shit but I hold it in high regards
Flagrant, but really I just tell it how it be
I take it as it comes and it just rolls off my esteem
Gleaming, ain't never shone my true colors
I'd rather chill alone while you bask with all the others
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Life too vivid guess I'll try turnin' the gamma down
But fade away too fast it gets more blurry by the minute
The pool's too deep and it's like I can't even stand to drown
Guess I'm just a fool for even thinking I was different
Don't practice sober living but I got intentions
Tried to take a sip but I took the gulp
Though it's your water, it's his thirst you're quenchin
Life ain't much sweeter when you taste the pulp
I know where to aim, I just lack proper precision
Feel the burning though I know it's only gastric
Gotta tuck away and prepare for the collision
It's hard to hear my dreams over all the static

Yah
Yah

Endless possibilities but all I see is static
Waiting for the fire to make life more sporadic
Stuck stagnant, waiting for the undercurrent
Tangled in the netting, wish I wasn't such a burden
Mouth full of cotton, say it's getting hard to speak
I ain't never thought it, I'm just waiting for the peak
I strive to succeed but that ain't in my repertoire
You don't like my shit but I hold it in high regards
Flagrant, but really I just tell it how it be
I take it as it comes and it just rolls off my esteem
Gleaming, ain't never shone my true colors
I'd rather chill alone while you bask with all the others
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Writer: Jacob Satterlee
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Sattellite Pulp Video


Performed By: Sattellite
Length: 2:46
Written by: Jacob Satterlee

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