I need to build one of these. With that i mean: You put a robber membrane, like from a balloon, over a loudspeaker. You attach small mirror fragments to the membraine. Set up lasers to reflect off those timy mirrors, play audio, get this on the wall. You could simulate it, but its cooler to play with when its analog.
This one in a HD. I wish these tracks were on SPOTIFY or YT Music with full fidelity!! COOL VERSION🍄And this music is SULTRY AF, no? (LYRICS below) Simultaneously lost carrying a darkness, perhaps even something toxic, depressive, souless?. Yet sexy. Its wrong. Its oh so wrong. But I want it. Have me panting like a dog. Barking . I'm going under, I'm going under and I can't turn round. I'm going under and I can't turn round.🍄 LYRICS proper: Pit patter little raindrops keep falling on my window pane The city calling me out into the night With promises of pleasures and sweet delight It's wrong It's oh so wrong But I want it To be right Now you got me walking on the sidewalk Talking, moving, looking Stopping Farting like a dog Barking Now the raindrops keep on landing on my face like spelter Each one branding me Showing me who I am ...don't give a damn... Now you got me walking through the clubland again Looking through the smiles Each one a friend None a dem none a dem none of dem And this is Oh so Demanding Cause at night I have a million dreams and then I wake I pray the lord my soul to take Me away from this vanity From this e-fuelled Love and insanity
It's so wrong It's so wrong it's so wrong But I want it To be right Now the day is coming And the party people start their running home And if they'll miss Being all alone Leave me out to dry Hang me on for a line and I'll tell you no lie Too much pressure is sending me And the raindrops land on me Can't you see can't you see can't you see can't you see ? I'm going under I'm going under I'm going under And I can't turn round I'm going under I'm going down ... Pit patter little raindrops keep falling on my window pane The morning calling me back to bed Hear wha him said "You're going under and you can't turn round" ... Each flake of life Flowing through mi vein Mashing up mi brain Too much cocaine ... Pit patter little raindrops keep falling on my window pane The night time calling me out into the city lights To wrong my rights A million lights across the city burn bright Each one offering pleasure and delight It's wrong it's Oh So wrong But I want it Please be right Is it any wonder I'm going under I'm going under and I can't turn round 🍄
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I need to build one of these.
With that i mean: You put a robber membrane, like from a balloon, over a loudspeaker. You attach small mirror fragments to the membraine. Set up lasers to reflect off those timy mirrors, play audio, get this on the wall. You could simulate it, but its cooler to play with when its analog.
This one in a HD. I wish these tracks were on SPOTIFY or YT Music with full fidelity!!
COOL VERSION🍄And this music is SULTRY AF, no? (LYRICS below) Simultaneously lost carrying a darkness, perhaps even something toxic, depressive, souless?. Yet sexy. Its wrong. Its oh so wrong. But I want it. Have me panting like a dog. Barking . I'm going under, I'm going under and I can't turn round. I'm going under and I can't turn round.🍄 LYRICS proper:
Pit patter little raindrops keep falling on my window pane
The city calling me out into the night
With promises of pleasures and sweet delight
It's wrong
It's oh so wrong
But I want it
To be right
Now you got me walking on the sidewalk
Talking, moving, looking
Stopping
Farting like a dog
Barking
Now the raindrops keep on landing on my face like spelter
Each one branding me
Showing me who I am
...don't give a damn...
Now you got me walking through the clubland again
Looking through the smiles
Each one a friend
None a dem none a dem none of dem
And this is
Oh so
Demanding
Cause at night I have a million dreams and then I wake
I pray the lord my soul to take
Me away from this vanity
From this e-fuelled
Love and insanity
It's so wrong
It's so wrong it's so wrong
But I want it
To be right
Now the day is coming
And the party people start their running home
And if they'll miss
Being all alone
Leave me out to dry
Hang me on for a line and I'll tell you no lie
Too much pressure is sending me
And the raindrops land on me
Can't you see can't you see can't you see can't you see ?
I'm going under
I'm going under I'm going under
And I can't turn round
I'm going under
I'm going down
...
Pit patter little raindrops keep falling on my window pane
The morning calling me back to bed
Hear wha him said
"You're going under and you can't turn round"
...
Each flake of life
Flowing through mi vein
Mashing up mi brain
Too much cocaine
...
Pit patter little raindrops keep falling on my window pane
The night time calling me out into the city lights
To wrong my rights
A million lights across the city burn bright
Each one offering pleasure and delight
It's wrong it's
Oh
So wrong
But I want it
Please be right
Is it any wonder
I'm going under
I'm going under and I can't turn round
🍄
yes,
None of dem none of dem none of dem
I'm going under and I can't turn around.