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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Emily Haines
Vocals
James Shaw
Guitar
Joshua Winstead
Bass
Joules Scott-Key
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Emily Haines
Songwriter
James Shaw
Songwriter
Joshua Winstead
Songwriter
Joules Scott-Key
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gavin Brown
Producer
John O'Mahony
Mixing Engineer
Lenny DeRose
Engineer
Greg Calbi
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Hold it, I'm about to drop off
Let me tell you my last thought
Drift into a deep fog
Lost where I forgot to hold it
I can feel you most when I'm alone
Coming home 'cause I want to
Hang out with a starlet
Stare up at the ceiling
Preview of the screening
Flashback of a feeling
Sixth sense of a calling
Heard you fuck through the wall
I heard you fuck
When I'm bored
I send vibrations
In your direction
Through the satellite mind
When I'm bored
I send vibrations
In your direction
Through the satellite mind
I'm not suicidal
I just can't get out of bed
I drift into a deep fog
Lost where I forgot to hold it
I can feel you most when I'm alone
I can feel your ghost when I'm alone
Coming home 'cause I want to
Hang out with a starlet
Stare up at the ceiling
Hiding and revealing
Flashback of a feeling
Sick sense of a calling
Heard you fuck through the wall
I heard you fuck
When I'm bored
I send vibrations
In your direction
Through the satellite mind
When I'm bored
I send vibrations
In your direction
Through the satellite mind
When your voice
Became vibrations
Through the satellite mind
Through the satellite mind
It sounded like mine, mine, mine, mine
It sounded like
It sounded like mine, mine, mine, mine
It sounded like you, you, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
It sounded like mine, mine, mine, mine
It sounded like you, you, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
It sounded like oh, oh, oh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Writer(s): Emily Haines, James Shaw
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