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Satellite

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Satellite was released on March 20, 2026 by THE DAME as a part of the album Mercia - EP

Song Details

AlbumMercia - EP

Release DateMarch 20, 2026

LabelTHE DAME

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM72

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Dame

Harmony Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Damien Brambley

Damien Brambley

Songwriter

Damien Mercia

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

VVilhelm

Producer

Lyrics

Lyrics by Dame

INTRO

(Humming)

She ain’t ever let the sunshine

HOOK 1

(Humming)

Is that cocaine cut with a butter knife?

2 AM, you can find her on the satellite, hit it like—

Oooooooohooooo

That electric feels like vanilla skies

She ain’t ever looked the sunshine in her eyes

(Humming)

Is that cocaine cut with a butter knife?

2 AM, you can find her on the satellite, hit it like—

Oooooooohooooo

That electric feels like vanilla skies

She ain’t ever looked the sunshine in her eyes

VERSE 1

Purple ribbons in her hair

Broken days in underwear

Candles burn in empty bottles

Now you’re off that two-year-old Moscato

And you’re dilated and aware

It’s a shady type affair

Feeling like you hit the lotto

But you’re already tired from tomorrow

Oh yeah

HOOK 1

(Humming)

Is that cocaine cut with a butter knife?

2 AM, you can find her on the satellite, hit it like—

Oooooooohooooo

That electric feels like vanilla skies

She ain’t ever looked the sunshine in her eyes

TRANSITION

(Heavy breathing)

HOOK 2

YEH

Designated driver, I’m the only sober one

Think I feel a way—I hope this codeine make me numb

Thinking back to who I was, now I don’t like what I’ve become

Feel like MTV just started, like it’s 1981

Come-down of the century, you helped me overcome

Making of a legend, you’re my melted golden gun

Sorry, darlin’, had to leave it—you won’t like me when I’m drunk

Got things on my conscience and that shit weighs like a ton, yeh

VERSE 2

Alimony late—I think matrimony can’t wait

So much on my plate, I’d need more room to cut the cake

In between hallucinations, I can’t tell who’s real or fake

Family heirloom ‘round my neck—I like my history ornate

(Ad-lib: “History ornate”)

Crash the party, crack the safe (ahhh)

Flowers from the motorway end up on our estate

Photos of your face, and I salute you as I pass it

Double-decker limousine and add another casket

HOOK 2

Designated driver, I’m the only sober one

Think I feel a way—I hope this codeine make me numb

Thinking back to who I was, now I don’t like what I’ve become

Feel like MTV just started, like it’s 1981

Come-down of the century, you helped me overcome

Making of a legend, you’re my melted golden gun

Sorry, darlin’, had to leave it—you won’t like me when I’m drunk

Got things on my conscience and that shit weighs like a ton, yeh

OUTRO (Filtered)

Designated driver, I’m the only sober one

Think I feel a way—I hope this codeine make me numb

Thinking back to who I was, now I don’t like what I’ve become

Feel like MTV just started, like it’s 1981

Come-down of the century, you helped me overcome

Making of a legend, you’re my melted golden gun

Sorry, darlin’, had to leave it—you won’t like me when I’m drunk

Got things on my conscience and that shit weighs like a ton, yeh

Written by: Damien Brambley, Damien Mercia

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