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I'm through with complaining, it's making me spin
The feedback I'm taking's almost breaking my skin
You like that you're lost and you're paid that you're proud
Incinerate love when you think you're allowed
Satellite Sam, madder than I am
Likes to complain when he runs through the rain
Laughing aloud among the flotsam and jetsam
Standing so proud without a coat or a cane
Satellite Sam, face of a spaceman
Does everything that you dare him to do
No one can take a break better than he can
No one can shake his hand harder than you
I'm empty from spending my feelings all out
Defending a heart bled in a terminal rout
I'm pushed to my limit, my back to the wall
The bricks you put in it made the heaviest haul
Satellite Sam, madder than I am
Likes to complain when he runs through the rain
Laughing aloud among the flotsam and jetsam
Standing so proud without a coat or a cane
Satellite Sam, face of a spaceman
Does everything that you dare him to do
No one can take a break better than he can
No one can shake his hand harder than you
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