Keep kicking the ball boy, nobody knows   If you’re far from feelings or if you’re too close   spring walks with 7-mile boots as we speak   so rub your allergic eyes and look at me   I see the trace you leave, the blood on the ground   you never call out, you just hope that   somebody sees what you’re doing   as you’re choking yourself   soon it’s all over, your life on the shelf...   so you say you live in hell?   well you’re like a satellite   you sparkle in a void      here they come running with scissors and tape   mend it together or end up like they did   head in a bucket, you blindfolded fool   everyone’s looking forward to meet you   though you don’t believe it’s true   and you’re like a satellite   you sparkle in a void   and one is born with a silver spoon, one is born with a dollar-grin   how could they possibly know what it means?   one is born a liar and one is born a thief   one is born self-confident, one is born a shaking leaf   one is born a devil and one is born an angel   one walks around uptight and one is calm and at ease   and one was born into me   1-10, here you come sliding back into my head again   just like an orphan, you don’t really belong   take a deep breath now and try to stay calm   and something great will come   and we’re all like satellites   we sparkle in a void