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Accidentology
03:06
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Where do we start?
We have to start… somewhere
We have to try… something
We have to try…
What’s it about?
What did you find out
I can’t get through right now
All of the lines are down
Take the man at what he says
Take the man at what he says
But is that smart?
No that’s not smart
I can’t stand up, for you
I can’t stand up, any more
Stop
I always stop short
Gravity breaks the law
Which is it? True, or not False?
Take the man at what he says
Take the man at what he says
Take the man at what he says
Was there ever a doubt
Take the man at what he says
Put the fire out
But is that smart, no it’s not smart
I can’t stand up for you, I can’t stand up, any more.
So I breathe in
The last words out
The last words, out
(You want to, learn how to swim
You’re in, over your head in, over your head)
Take the man at what he says
Was there ever a doubt
Take the man at what he says
Put the fire out
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2. |
Helsinki
04:10
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There, you see them, they’re coming to watch you
I told you this was the game
Now breathe, and give them an answer
One and zero anyway
You face it when you have to
The ending is a give away
Are you with it, are you with it, are you with the fiction now
It’s been done here before
That’s been pointed out
Do you like or not
Well, you’re part of this crowd
Go right now
Get away from the door ‘cause they’re coming in
Fair? To know that this an after
thought from some compromise
Severe, I fear is the answer
does it come as any surprise
Just face it when you have to
You’re the winner, here’s the prize
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3. |
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I don’t want to be the one to tell you, somewhere it all went wrong
for the end, waiting for the end
This place was always broken, but not a total loss
for the end, waiting for the end
Someone tell me where I am! Someone tell me where I am!
Someone…
for the end, waiting for the end
Up ahead there is a clock now, this countdown, is live
for the end, waiting for the end
Got to get in line to finally cash out, to cash out, in time
for the end, waiting for the end
They can see you, and hear you, the robots will survive
for the end, waiting for the end
So take what you can
Don’t look at the sun
Gone from yellow to red again
She tortures everyone
I don’t want to be the one to tell you, you’re holding on too tight.
for the end, waiting for the end
And I don’t remember if she said it, but I think this was the line...
for the end, waiting for the end
“Look away from, the pretty world, there isn’t any time”
for the end, waiting for the end
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4. |
Transmission 60
01:10
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5. |
Radiopticon
03:57
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she makes me nervous you know
whenever she comes around around
I don’t remember, the reason
control, I don’t have the feel for it
What can I do
What can I do
She makes me nervous too
Whatever, she makes me spin
Why does it matter if she, used to
Have such a cynical grin
What can I do
What can I do
She turned the Inside outside, upside, down
She turned the inside outside, upside, down
She turned the Inside outside, upside, down
She turned the inside outside, upside, down
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Don’t ask me “what is this?”
These sounds don't make any sense
This is a beautiful noise
The meaning is disconnected
This feels like a child’s game.
Who wants the microphone?
Why don’t you go to your room
And play along with this… ok?
This is a beautiful noise
This is a beautiful noise
Which side… Which side is the enemy on?
These sounds don’t make any sense
These sounds don’t make any sense
Which side… Which side is the enemy on?
The sounds don’t make any sense
The sounds don’t make any sense
This is a beautiful noise
This is a beautiful noise
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7. |
America, in quotes
05:10
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some of the mistakes, are very loud
they got made I’m afraid
It’s getting hard here to keep it out
You can’t avoid my face
what you put your faith in, it's flaming out
want to make this my fault?
I can count
I can count on it
I can count, I can count on it
I can count on it, I can count
begin with flowers, so brilliant love
pretend now, based on what he says
begin to sour, any minute now
I have my hands on my own soul
Bought up fortunes for everyone
I won’t hold it against you
He is the one that we bought out
Look at us now!
He is the one that we bought out, Look at us now
He is the one that we bought out, Look at us now
New lines divide
New lines divide
The switch is on, at last there was a reset
We want out, we want out of, we want of here
I can’t count on anyone
I can’t count on you…
Take your time, you can test us
And find what you’re looking for
So we all get the answer now
It’s all the same as it was before
New lines divide
New lines divide
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8. |
Transmission 252
01:08
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9. |
Don't look at me
05:09
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If you were the one, defeated, would you turn to run
If you had the time to hold, could you mind the clock
if you were, in control, could you turn it off
and If you had the combination, could you turn the locks?
In a few words
These are the bits and the bytes and the brands
In a few words
I don’t think so? Maybe you’re wrong about it
In a few words
Somebody turn it off, allright to shut it down
In a few words
Tell me what this is, does anyone know
I should have known
When I, look back,
All I got was a panic attack
Who do I, Who do I, Who do I
Have to thank for that?
In a few words
You have to know that, nobody makes it out
In a few words
Your turn is coming, yeah your turn is right now
In a few words
Don’t be so dramatic, no reason to take it down
In a few words
Tell me what this is, nobody knows (about it)
I should have known
When I, look back,
All I got was a panic attack
Who do I, Who do I, Who do I
Have to thank for that?
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10. |
Smart Speak
03:59
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None of this is real, and even less is fair
We all fall down
These are all the dreams I’ve dreamt of going back
But we can’t go there
Is this an agreement or an concession
And how can you tell
You shouldn’t try to push imagination (‘til it falls apart)
break what we know
There are no technical, difficulties (please stand by)
Ready, set, go
...
Believe me, when I say this is not your fault
We all fall down
The signs were all removed, replaced to specify
We can’t go there
Am I remembering the future (or the past)
And how can you tell
Wanting for something that we haven’t seen (but we will)
To break what we know
There is nothing we can do to make it stop (I promise you)
Ready, set, go
You shouldn’t try to push imagination
It breaks... what we... know
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11. |
Bomb Cyclone
03:59
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Slow, down
Millions of words, that I can’t understand
What, to do
Never in doubt, they know what they think is the truth
Now we know
Make any sense, yes it does, no it doesn’t
She doesn’t quite understand
Are you popular, state your position
She doesn’t quite understand
Let’s begin, again, please pay attention
She doesn’t quite understand
I needed more practice, To make a prediction
She doesn’t quite understand
Don’t talk to the press, Don’t talk to the press!
So, Clear
That they don’t play the same game, over here
Find, the words
None of this is true, or is it?
We’ll Pretend, to care.
No one ever mentions, that name
She doesn’t quite understand
Are you popular, state your position
She doesn’t quite understand
Let’s begin, again, please pay attention
She doesn’t quite understand
I needed more practice, To make a prediction
She doesn’t quite understand
Don’t talk to the press, Don’t talk to the press!
Fall down,
Into the trap, I set
Ashes, ashes
All fall…
Down, we go
Make any sense yes it does, no it doesn’t
Down, we go
Make any sense yes it does, no it doesn’t
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12. |
Transmission 80
01:22
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