Innocent Comedown - My Sweet Satellite

It was a second o' december

I lost my head when i felt her

I could escape but i stayed and

And now i’m stuck in her cellphone

Another day in december

And there’s no way to escape now

We get to stay in the middle

We get to stay in the middle

And then we cry cry for noone

Feels like an innocent comedown

We can sell our beliefs but

We get to stay in the midst of

shame

And then we find ways to go on

Out of an innocent comedown

For a sake of an ease but

We get to stay in the midst of

shame

One more escape from myself now

One more mistake with a fake pal

We make the stakes on the breakeout

We are the flakes on the background

It was the last day of year one

Headful of ghosts and insomnia

We split our ways just to know how

We can go on breathing apart now

And so we cry cry for noone

Feels like an innocent comedown

We can sell our beliefs but

We get to stay in the midst of

shame

And then we can find ways to go on

Out of an innocent comedown

For a sake of an ease but

We get to stay in the midst of

shame…