In a secondary landscape
I don't want to grow
Into pollution
God do you take?
Or do you restore?
As the innocent obey
Or are we making up,
the score
Are we moving backwards now?
Are we subject to inversion, I
telecast before
We're cut off radar
When every sound's a satellite
And this machine will never stop
We're not defined by love
But Stella are we there?
Then wrap your arms around us
We'll pull you in, like gravity
Our hands and feet are tied by laws
But Stella are we there?
When every sound's a satellite
And this machine will never stop
We're not defined by love
But Stella are we there?
Stella
When every sound's a satellite
And this machine will never stop
We're not defined by love
But Stella

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