Cut out the Lights - Satellite Stories

Take this from me

And keep it at bay

Keep yourself from fate

I want you to be that way

There’s nothing to say

The sky feels strange

Words come out weak

I guess it looks real

But I’m running out of fake love

Cut out the lights, cut out the lights, cut out the lights

Then it’s up to me

Cut out the lights, cut out the lights, cut out the lights

Then it’s up to me

Cut out the lights, cut out the lights, cut out the lights

Then it’s up to me

Cut out the lights, cut out the lights, cut out the lights

Then it’s up to me

Set me up now

Make me your foe

I’m heartless I know

There’s snakes in my soul

Why you smile, dear?

You were framed

And under the stage

I whispered

That I’m running out of fake love

Cut out the lights, cut out the lights, cut out the lights

Then it’s up to me

Cut out the lights, cut out the lights, cut out the lights

Then it’s up to me

Cut out the lights, cut out the lights, cut out the lights

Then it’s up to me

Cut out the lights, cut out the lights, cut out the lights

Then it’s up to me

Cut out the lights, cut out the lights, cut out the lights

Then it’s up to me

Cut out the lights, cut out the lights, cut out the lights

Then it’s up to me

Cut out the lights, cut out the lights, cut out the lights

Then it’s up to me

Cut out the lights, cut out the lights, cut out the lights

Then it’s up to me