Watch pixels pull apart right from the seams
I am basking in a glow of fuzz, show me love in a digital dream
The closest thing to any god that I have ever seen
Lives in lines of code and static hiss inside a backlit screen
A hurricane of heaven pulses through my brain
Fenced in by an electric haze of hope
Looping round me like a tape
It takes no form, it takes no shape
'A Minha Menina' slices through me like a sword
Send me in between or back in time to where everything was forged
The closest thing to any god that I have ever heard
Sings inspiring hymns through wire and tin without the use of words
A hurricane of heaven pulses through my brain
Fenced in by an electric haze of hope
Looping round me like a tape
More forever than I ever thought that I could take
Unwound, wondering what will happen when
I wind it back and play it again
Stop searching for the meaning to your life
Pick your vice and stick to it
The clock, the needle or the knife
The Clock, The Needle, Or The Knife Video (MV)
Performed By: Getting Dumber
Language: English
Length: 5:01
Written by: Alan Sheppard, Andrew Shaw, Robin Bray
Getting Dumber - The Clock, The Needle, Or The Knife Lyrics
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English
Watch pixels pull apart right from the seams
I am basking in a glow of fuzz, show me love in a digital dream
The closest thing to any god that I have ever seen
Lives in lines of code and static hiss inside a backlit screen
A hurricane of heaven pulses through my brain
Fenced in by an electric haze of hope
Looping round me like a tape
It takes no form, it takes no shape
'A Minha Menina' slices through me like a sword
Send me in between or back in time to where everything was forged
The closest thing to any god that I have ever heard
Sings inspiring hymns through wire and tin without the use of words
A hurricane of heaven pulses through my brain
Fenced in by an electric haze of hope
Looping round me like a tape
More forever than I ever thought that I could take
Unwound, wondering what will happen when
I wind it back and play it again
Stop searching for the meaning to your life
Pick your vice and stick to it
The clock, the needle or the knife
I am basking in a glow of fuzz, show me love in a digital dream
The closest thing to any god that I have ever seen
Lives in lines of code and static hiss inside a backlit screen
A hurricane of heaven pulses through my brain
Fenced in by an electric haze of hope
Looping round me like a tape
It takes no form, it takes no shape
'A Minha Menina' slices through me like a sword
Send me in between or back in time to where everything was forged
The closest thing to any god that I have ever heard
Sings inspiring hymns through wire and tin without the use of words
A hurricane of heaven pulses through my brain
Fenced in by an electric haze of hope
Looping round me like a tape
More forever than I ever thought that I could take
Unwound, wondering what will happen when
I wind it back and play it again
Stop searching for the meaning to your life
Pick your vice and stick to it
The clock, the needle or the knife
Writer: Alan Sheppard, Andrew Shaw, Robin Bray
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid