Tobuscus - Literal Dead Island Riptide Trailer lyrics
[Tobuscus - Literal Dead Island Riptide Trailer lyrics]
Space logo in the rough add polish to reveal
Deep Silver
Heartbeat, then pause for too long
Techland's jealous of their screen time
Darkness, acoustic guitar
They're out so far away from home
But they have each other, a tiny guitar
And a cameraman who’s not afraid
To take a risk to get the shot he wants!
At least the ominous horizon's behind them
They must have turned around
They won't forget this moment
'Cause they'll only be alive
For a couple more
He offers up his tear-absorbent thumb
Can this moment last forever?
No of course not
"Girl, I wanna ask you something
Even with all these people watching
Will you maybe hold my lighter?" "F#% YOU!"
"What? Oh you thought that
Oh, my God! No! Sorry!"
"It's cool, I'll just blow you" "Um"
"Up!" "Oh, yeah"
"Oh, you thought that
Oh, my God! No! Sorry!" pan up
To an angry window-shopping zombie
He's at the front of the line
Store's open, he let the breeze in
Could you warm it up?
The undead get rather cold
Why don't we demonstrate
Our handheld heaters? Cut to Black Friday
Shoppers are the worst
When demand exceeds supply
So usually, when there's a fire sale
It's a pun at least there was only one
Look on the bright side! AHHH!
There's another one dead Island Riptide
Deep Silver
Heartbeat, then pause for too long
Techland's jealous of their screen time
Darkness, acoustic guitar
They're out so far away from home
But they have each other, a tiny guitar
And a cameraman who’s not afraid
To take a risk to get the shot he wants!
At least the ominous horizon's behind them
They must have turned around
They won't forget this moment
'Cause they'll only be alive
For a couple more
He offers up his tear-absorbent thumb
Can this moment last forever?
No of course not
"Girl, I wanna ask you something
Even with all these people watching
Will you maybe hold my lighter?" "F#% YOU!"
"What? Oh you thought that
Oh, my God! No! Sorry!"
"It's cool, I'll just blow you" "Um"
"Up!" "Oh, yeah"
"Oh, you thought that
Oh, my God! No! Sorry!" pan up
To an angry window-shopping zombie
He's at the front of the line
Store's open, he let the breeze in
Could you warm it up?
The undead get rather cold
Why don't we demonstrate
Our handheld heaters? Cut to Black Friday
Shoppers are the worst
When demand exceeds supply
So usually, when there's a fire sale
It's a pun at least there was only one
Look on the bright side! AHHH!
There's another one dead Island Riptide