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Probabilities

from Space Crackers by Clawjob

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MADELEINE: This isn't the way it was supposed to be.
I worked out every eventuality.
Chance of cancer: 0.43.
Chance of heart failure: 0.30.
But the chance of suffocating alone in space was just 0.00102...

It's a simple equation: complete isolation + this fucker's persuasion = eternal bind.
So I am divided, and though I must hide it, there's fear deep inside, and it's clouding my mind.

I cannot decipher the deep hidden meaning
Of the subatomic collisions I'm reading.

It would take a warped mind to calculate the probabilities.
It would take a sick eye to see the strings pulling on me.

We've stopped receiving transmissions, and in addition, my intuition says that something is wrong.
So I'm trying not to think I may have lost you, 'cause I know I've got to try and be strong.

I cannot decipher the deep hidden meaning
Of the subatomic collisions I'm reading.

It would take a warped mind to calculate the probabilities.
It would take a sick eye to see the strings pulling on me.

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from Space Crackers, released May 16, 2006

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Clawjob was a concept-rock band that released two super fucking awesome albums that belong on every shelf in the galaxy. The members of Clawjob are now in Hex Map.

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