Video 8 letra

I'm analogue, an empty cassette shell,
My spinning spools, are feeding your eyes,
I'm attic bound, an empty cassette shell.

I make a sound with mono connection,
The needle's down on the groove in your eyes.
You'll now accept the rules, accept the rejection.

An understanding that we were certain of,
There's a tasteless relief about escape.
I know you can develop if you take the chance,
To feel nothing... i feel nothing.

Video 8, i wonder if our luck will ever change?
God knows we need a change!

I'm broadcast on a thinning signal,
A sunken mast of telegraph wires.
So i reject the rules, coz i've had a skin-full.

A test card, a symbol of nothing.
A silent guard, patrolling your eyes,
In the empty cell, of an empty cassette shell.

An understanding that we were certain of,
There's a tasteless relief about escape.
I know you can develop if you take the chance,
To feel nothing... i feel nothing.

Video 8, i wonder if our luck will ever change?
God knows we need a change!
[repeat]

Video 8...
God knows we need a change!
[repeat]

Video 8, i wonder if our luck will ever change?
God knows we need a change!
[repeat]

The Answering Machine - Letras

• 3 Miles
• Animals
• Another City
• Another City, Another Sorry
• Anything Anything
• Cliffer
• Emergency
• It's Over! It's Over! It's Over!
• Lifeline
• Lightbulbs
• My Little Navy
• Obviously Cold
• Oh Cristina
• Oklahoma
• Romantic And Square
• Rules
• So Alive
• The End
• The Information
• Tomorrow
• Video 8
• You Should Have Called