There´s competition in the sky that we can´t see Over us Preoccupied with what we try to understand Within our trust
In the past life, close to the borderline I try to call you up with the boost from the satellite Listen to the rhythm that I play on the phone line I´m only a pixel in this world
This technology makes me so aware of how Small I am I see the world in such a way that was not meant For any man, no
In the past life, close to the borderline I try to call you up with the boost from the satellite Listen to the rhythm that I play on the phone line I´m only a pixel in this world
In the past life, close to the borderline I try to call you up with the boost from the satellite Listen to the rhythm that I play on the phone line I´m only a pixel Woah, in the past life, close to the borderline I try to call you up with the boost from the satellite Listen to the rhythm that I play on the phone line I´m only a pixel in this world