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Retrovision (Album Mix)
02:53
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Over and over and over again
These rosy-colored shades let me see with such imprecision
Thinking is harder than saying amen
The present looks the same as the past through my retrovision
We'd rather our reality be virtual than virtuous
Vintage vivisection makes the worst seem reversed to us
Filtered through a screen
What was blue became green
And humanity's a word pronounced dead at the scene
Some assembly required
No more preaching to the choir
This dissembling's more unsettling than may be desired
But believe me, I'm not joking
This is meant to be provoking
You to action, not abstraction
Putrefaction of the mind's obscene
Doing alright
Doing alright
We're doing alright
(over and over)
Over and over and over again
These rosy-colored shades let me see with such imprecision
Thinking is harder than saying amen
The present looks the same as the past through my retrovision
(We cannot clearly distinguish real reality and virtual reality. We should absolutely be aware that the way we see reality is not a neutral, innocent reality. It's always augmented reality, and this is crucial.)
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Say It Again
04:16
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There isn't some contract that we signed
But you were once so favorably inclined
It's your turn to answer
Can this be happening?
I wish you would respond to me in kind
Say it again
Just like the first time
Don't let another moment pass
There's just too much at stake
Say it again
Tell me one more time
Don't let another moment pass by
The past is now poisoning my mind
I'm haunted by the things you left behind
Your silence is cancer
My life is unraveling
I wish we could just stop this and rewind
Say it again
I know it's the last time
My heart feels like it's made of glass
How much more can it take
Say it again
Tell me one more time
Don't let another moment pass by
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Alt-Wrong
04:00
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Your ruse to come off as hip is too see-through
It won't win anyone's sympathy
Tainting art forms with hate isn't brand-new
It's the MO of tyranny
There's nothing Christian in what you pursue
Through blatant lies and hypocrisy
Facts and figures cannot be post-true
Whatever happened to decency?
Drown in your nostalgia
Stay where you belong
This will be our anthem:
The alt-right is wrong
You claim that all that you want is to subdue
And cure the ills in society
Instead of all the real good that you could do
You'd rather go on a killing spree
Drown in your nostalgia
Stay where you belong
This will be our anthem:
The alt-right is wrong
There's so much ignorance in your worldview
Because you simply don't want to see
The very leaders you claim will free you
Keep you living in poverty
Drown in your nostalgia
Stay where you belong
This will be our anthem:
The alt-right is wrong
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Powder
02:41
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Partners in Crime
04:18
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I watch my shadow flicker in a cave
Don't know which one of us I would rather save
From slings and arrows cast each time we misbehave
For now I'll tread the straight and narrow
Touch
Taste
Feel
Our prison, our pastime
Lies
Made
Real
We're partners in this crime
While I dance endlessly, the other me complains
Such joy ahead of me, I hardly feel the chains
My hedonistic fantasies are making ever-greater gains
And now I'm learning to bend backwards
Touch
Taste
Feel
Our prison, our pastime
Lies
Made
Real
We're partners in this crime
The world we awaited
So new, so outdated
A future belated
And so antiquated
The willing sedated
Our thoughts fabricated
Our minds desecrated
We smile, captivated
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Winner takes all
Lawlessly abide
Well into morning
Seventh eightball
Abstinence denied
To you
Midnight
Genetic insight
Magnetic moonlight
Symmetric sleep
Starlight
Aesthetic knifefight
Electric eyesight
Symmetric sleep
Because I thought that I had crossed
Weightless, lost, into a dream
We can't anticipate the cost
I'll find you again downstream
Senses in thrall
No place left to hide
Ignored the warning
Mind in freefall
Bracing to collide
With you
Midnight
Genetic insight
Magnetic moonlight
Symmetric sleep
Starlight
Aesthetic knifefight
Electric eyesight
Symmetric sleep
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Burst City
04:17
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Smokestacks
Kickbacks for the traitor good
The rest of us unseen, unheard
It's a wonder we're alive
Given all the hurdles standing in the way
The problems we neglect today
It isn't a choice
We have to accept
That the whole system we exist in
Can't support us any longer
The sky is falling
Burst city
Burst city
We can't afford to love you
Burst city
Burst city
There's no way out but through
Come on
I'm really sick of this regime
I have no mouth and I must scream
So I write in parables
It's bearable - just
Letting off some steam
Everything is so perverse
Getting worse
So come and get me
Good and ready
Firebrand to firestarter
Martyr me
Burst city
Burst city
We can't afford to love you
Burst city
Burst city
There's no way out but through
Burst city
Burst city
We can't afford to love you
Burst city
Burst city
There's no way out but through
Come on
Burst city
Burst city
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NTSC Saint Petersburg, Russia
Sequenced subversion for troubled times
Ricardo Marin-Vidal (vocals, bass, theremin)
Svyatoslav Maximov (guitar)
Rodolfo Neri (drums)
Sergei Rykov (keys, production)
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