Beck
The Information
Aaah The information is laughing at us The ticker tape feeds the night Looking for a lost transmission A heaven that we left behind When the information comes We'll know what we're made from And the skyline rising Highrise eyes see through you Say hello to a mannequin The ghost of an automaton The witching hour is summoning up Armies where they don't belong When the information comes We'll know what we're made from And the skyline rising Highrise eyes see through you She's the sister of avarice The wife of a poisonous tide She's the eye of a battle of storms That sees where the atoms collide Songtexte
When the information comes We'll know what we're made from And the skyline rising Highrise eyes see through you
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