Analyse (Various Remix) - Thom Yorke
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Analyse (Various Remix) Lyrics
A self-fulfilling prophecy of endless possibilty
You're born and raised across the street
In algebra, in algebraThe fences that you cannot climb
The sentences that do not rhyme
In all that you can ever change
The one you're looking forIt gets you down
It gets you downThere's no spark
No light in the darkIt gets you down
It gets you down
You travel far
What have you found
That there's no time
There's no time
To analyze
To think things through
To make senseLike cows in the city
They never looked so pretty
Bad power cuts and blackouts
Sleeping like babiesIt gets you down
It gets you down
You're just playing a part
You're just playing a partYou're playing a part
Playing a part
That there's no time
There's no time
To analyze
Analyze
Analyze
Songwriters
Yorke, Thomas EdwardPublished by
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