| Title | Release | Length | Released | Notes |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Hypothetical | Silent So Long | 03:50 | 14.11.2014 | Marilyn Manson on vocals |
| Hypothetical | The Persistence of Memory | 03:51 | 12.11.2021 | reworked Richard on vocals |
Hypothetical (song)
Hypothetical is a song by Emigrate. It is the fourth track on the Silent So Long album.
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Hypothetical
GEMA:
15181365-001
ISWC:
T-803.445.952-5
Working title:
I've Got These Hands To Hold You[1]
Composer:
Recording:
Funkhaus Studio, Berlin, Germany
Sky van Hoff Studios, Germany
Studio Engine 55, Berlin, Germany
Sky van Hoff Studios, Germany
Studio Engine 55, Berlin, Germany
Producing:
Mixing:
Sky van Hoff
Studio Engine 55, Berlin, Germany
Studio Engine 55, Berlin, Germany
Mastering:
First release:
14 November 2014
Length:
03:50
Tempo:
86
Silent So Long tracklist
Hypothetical is a song by Emigrate. It is the fourth track on the Silent So Long album.
Background
Silent So Long version
- The song features the singer Marilyn Manson.
- In a track-by-track video series, Richard commented this about the song:[2]
I asked Marilyn Manson to sing the vocals on this song and his response was,
"They sound cool as is. But I can put my stank on them."
And that he did.
The Persistence of Memory version
- The song was reworked and is completely sung by Richard himself.[3]
Versions
| Title | Release | Length | Remixed by | Released | Notes |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| Hypothetical (Fake Friends Remix) | Silent So Long (Digital) | 03:43 | Fake Friends | 14.11.2014 |
Lyrics
Fuck
I've got these hands to hold you
This mouth will chew and swell
Like butterflies inside you
Perfuming what you sell
I know that I'm reaching
That churning, burning heart
I see sweat is beading
From what I peel apart
Oh, you don't know
What I'm gonna do to you
So hypothetical
So hypothetical
Fuck
Hypothetical
Let's fuck
So hypothetical
You've got the hands to be tied
Slip out from skin so cold
I've got the folds to be blind
Let's see what you like most
I cannot break the fever
The pounding of your soul
My little love receiver
You make me lose control
Oh, you don't know
What I'm gonna do to you
So hypothetical
So hypothetical
Fuck
Hypothetical
Let's fuck
So hypothetical
Fuck
Hypothetical
Let's fuck
So hypothetical
No, no
So hypothetical
You don't know
What I'm gonna do to you
So hypothetical
You don't know
What I'm gonna do to you
So hypothetical
Fuck
So hypothetical
Let's fuck
So hypothetical
Fuck
Hypothetical
Let's fuck
So hypothetical
Bitches
Fuck
I've got these hands to hold you
This mouth will chew and swell
Like butterflies inside you
Perfuming what you sell
I know that I'm reaching
That churning, burning heart
I see sweat is beading
From what I peel apart
I don't know
What I'm gonna do to you
So hypothetical
So hypothetical
Fuck
Hypothetical
Let's fuck
So hypothetical
You've got the hands to be tied
Slip out from skin so cold
I've got the folds to be blind
Let's see what you like most
I cannot break the fever
The pounding of your soul
My little love receiver
You make me lose control
I don't know
What I'm gonna do to you
So hypothetical
So hypothetical
Fuck
Hypothetical
Let's fuck
So hypothetical
Fuck
Hypothetical
Let's fuck
So hypothetical
Oh no
So hypothetical
Oh no, no
So hypothetical
So hypothetical
Hypothetical
Let's fuck
Hypothetical
Fuck
So hypothetical
Let's fuck
Hypothetical
Hypothetical
Fuck
Hypothetical
So hypothetical
Let's fuck
Hypothetical
So hypothetical
Hypothetical
Media
Sources
- ↑ GEMA database
- ↑ "Hypothetical" track-by-track video
- ↑ Metal Hammer Germany 11/2021, p. 22
