Satellites Lyrics – Annabelle Dinda

Read the complete Satellites Lyrics by Annabelle Dinda from the album Some Things Never Leave along with song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Annabelle Dinda’s music, you can also explore Everyone Likes To Be Forgiven and Gunpoint, Headlock, two other songs by Annabelle Dinda.

[Verse 1]
Your dog just bit me, but I know he didn’t mean it
Why does every good intention tend to need me to believe it?
You called and lit me up, then told me to stay seated
Always asking me our ending, interrupting to complete it

[Chorus]
And ’cause you tell yourself this story more than half the time
You’ve got the rest of us in orbit like your satellites
And while I’m churning at a rate that turns the years to light
You aren’t watching as I bandage up another bitе
And I make such a deal of using words syllabically
So you’re too busy sounding out to shufflе after me
There’s nothing you like less than knowing someone’s past your grip

[Post-Chorus]
You put me into space, then hate me when I ask for it
You put me into space, then hate me when I ask for it

[Verse 2]
You make a living sweeping floors and speaking softly
All the while your spiral galaxy is rising ’til it’s Godly
Metamorphosing from a person to a beacon
You are standing, diagnosing, I’m just waiting to repeat it

[Chorus]
And ’cause you tell yourself this story more than half the time
You’ve got the rest of us in orbit like your satellites
And while I’m churning at a rate that turns the years to light
You aren’t watching as I topple from a distant height
And I make such a deal of using words syllabically
So you’re too busy sounding out to shuffle after me
There’s nothing you like less than knowing someone’s past your grip

[Post-Chorus]
You put me into space, then hate me when I ask for it
You put me into space, then hate me when I ask for it

[Outro]
Don’t bark like it’s high divining
Don’t bite and expect no bruise
Don’t start with the diatribing
Then spite all the love you lose
Don’t bark at the cosmic timing
Don’t bite ’cause you’re not amused
Don’t start with a caustic whining
Then spite all the love you lose
Then spite all the love you lose
Then spite all the love you lose
Then spite all the love you lose
Then spite all the love you lose
(Then spite all the love you lose)
(Then spite all the love you lose)
Your dog just bit me, but I know he didn’t mean it
(Then spite all the love you lose)
(Then spite all the love you lose)
Why does every good intention tend to need me to believe it?