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Look down and you'll see it like a satellite
Wake up and you'll follow every sunrise
Don't treat it like a prototype
Take a hold, don't throw it away on hindsight
You're not yourself, no gravity
Is it something that I'm missing?
Forgive yourself, get lost in me
Is it someone that I’m missing?
You’re a satellite
And you’re looking for attraction
But your stars won't let it be
(You’re just a child in the dark, oh oh)
Always a satellite
And if you're running round in circles
Take a straight line back to me
(I won't tear you apart, oh oh)
Back down if you put me on a pedestal
High up like a distant garbage angel
Don't send me any valentines
Get a grip, take me home alone, don't waste time
Forget yourself, get lost in me
Is it something that I'm missing?
Forgive yourself some vanity
Is it someone else you're missing?
You’re a satellite
(satellite, satellite)
And you’re looking for attraction
But your stars won't let it be
(You’re just a child in the dark, oh oh)
Always a satellite
(satellite, satellite)
And if you're running round in circles
Take a straight line back to me
(I won't tear you apart, oh oh)
(Satellite)
Oh you’re spinning electric down my spine
Don’t ever forget that you’re running out of time
You live in the past, live for tomorrow
You’ve got to release your grip and let it go (satellite)
You are spinning electric down my spine
Don’t ever forget that you’re running out of time
Oh, you live in the past, live for tomorrow
You’ve got to release your grip and let it go (satellite)
Child in the dark (satellite)
Child in the dark (satellite)
I won’t tear you apart
(Satellite)
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Child in the dark
Child in the dark
Look down and you'll see it like a satellite
Wake up and you'll follow every sunrise
Don't treat it like a prototype
Take a hold, don't throw it away on hindsight
You're not yourself, no gravity
Is it something that I'm missing?
Forgive yourself, get lost in me
Is it someone that I’m missing?
You're just a child in the dark, oh oh
You’re a satellite (satellite)
I won't tear you apart, oh oh (satellite)
You're just a child in the dark, oh oh
You’re a satellite (satellite)
I won't tear you apart, oh oh (satellite)
Back down if you put me on a pedestal
High up like a distant garbage angel
Don't send me any valentines
Get a grip, take me home alone, don't waste time
You're not yourself, no gravity
Is it something that I'm missing?
Forgive yourself, get lost in me
Is it someone that I’m missing?
You're just a child in the dark, oh oh
You’re a satellite (satellite)
I won't tear you apart, oh oh (satellite)
You're just a child in the dark, oh oh
You’re a satellite (satellite)
I won't tear you apart, oh oh
You’re a satellite
And you’re looking for attraction
But your stars won't let it be
Always a satellite
And if you're running round in circles
Take a straight line back to me
Oh you’re spinning electric down my spine
Don’t ever forget that you’re running out of time
You live in the past, live for tomorrow
You’ve got to release your grip and let it go
You're just a child in the dark, oh oh (child in the dark)
I won't tear you apart, oh oh (child in the dark, child in the dark)
You're just a child in the dark, oh oh (tear you apart) (satellite)
I won't tear you apart, oh oh
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You can’t work out the codes in my head
Every time I try to second-guess the machine
I feel the laughter and the taunting logic
The lights are on but there’s nobody home
I will never know the life that grows inside the wires
Opening all the doors, freezing me to the core
The paper room, it will defeat you
There was never anyone inside
The paper room, it will deceive you
Mortal confusion swimming against the tide
Perceptions pained our future regrets
And the grip that we’re fighting to hold and curb the unknown
Becomes a coded brand new apocalypse
The surface cracked and we’re so panicked and bent
There’s a learning deeper than our minds could ever go
The inevitability, the death to the ego
The paper room it will defeat you
There was never anyone inside
The paper room it will deceive you
Mortal confusion swimming against the tide
(Swimming against the tide, swimming against the tide)
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I’m holding on but then the sky comes falling in
Trying to write a love song, but this is not a love song
Aching limbs, I see the storm clouds are closing in
Come wash me away, come wash me away
There will always be confusion in the air
But don’t be scared to take a breath, my love
The universe just doesn’t care
The desolation, the ticking time bomb
This is not a love song
Black rain, black rain, why does it pour in my heart?
Close my eyes I see there is no edge to me
Only consciousness, only momentary
All horizons come and go for eternity
I can choose my pain, I can choose my pain
Acid falling, breaking cells beneath the skin
They can take my dignity
But they can’t take how I relate
The resolution, the end of suffering
This could be a love song
Black rain, black rain, why does it pour in my heart?
Remember, remember, I remember, I remember
A sky pierced and bled ’til it’s white
Like entropy from dark matter
Comes a flashing light
I can’t find anyone
So I run into the red fog
Look straight in front of me
The cloud glides and rushes into the darkness
Everyone around me, blurry faces
Emerge like ghosts from the fog
I am everything, I am nothing
In the red fire, in the silent centre (centre)
I can’t find her
Centre, I can't find her
Centre, I can't find her
Centre, I can't find her
Centre, I can't find her
Centre, I can't find her (I am falling)
Centre, I can't find her
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The 4th Rework Collection examining Sneaker Pimps' 2021 album, Squaring The Circle, containing remixes by co-founders Liam Howe and Chris Corner (as AMP and IAMX respectively) and Markus Guentner
released June 3, 2022
All music written by Chris Corner & Liam Howe
Lyrics on tracks 1 & 2 written by Chris Corner, Liam Howe & Ian Pickering
Lyrics on tracks 3 & 4 written by Chris Corner & Liam Howe
Spoken word lyrics by Simonne Jones on track 4
Recorded, produced & mixed by Chris Corner & Liam Howe at Sawtooth Studios, Pioneertown, USA and The Tower, London, UK
Mastered by Liam Howe at The Tower, London, UK
Additional production by Jim Abbiss on tracks 1 & 2
Additional Production by Chris Corner as IAMX on track 1
Additional Production by Liam Howe as AMP on tracks 2 & 4
Additional Production by Markus Guentner on track 3
Chris Corner - Main Vocals, Backing Vocals, Guitars, Modular Synthesizers
Liam Howe - Backing Vocals, Analogue Synthesizers, Ocarina
Simonne Jones - Main Vocals, Backing Vocals, Spoken Word
Artwork Direction by Chris Corner & Liam Howe
Graphic Design by Amy Shank
An UNFALL Release
(c) & (p) 2022 Sneaker Pimps
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