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Sampha

Channels

Channels

Sophisticated, bitter Queen
You're the ghost in my machine

As I sit at my piano
And flick through every channel

Channeling those memories
Trying to put an end to these

I wonder, sitting watch you wonder
I see you, manipulate your lover

Take cover, waves come crashing over us
I go, under...

Yes, I'm under your spell

Waves comes crashing over me
I'm somewhere in open sea, yeah...
I'm gasping for air

A nemesis an enemy
You're the crack inside of me

As I'm singing my Soprano
Still flicking through the channels

Signal lost and out of range
Your eyes become the TV screens

As I sit out watch you walk my way

Static, static on those screens now...

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